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Текст песни These Colours Don't Run

These streets aren't paved with gold.
Don't believe everything that you're told.
Deception hides in all you see.
Corruption hides in the air that you breathe.

And in the land of the free
You know nothing comes for free.
Fourth drive in paradise
Vapid souls check the market price.

Life time slave
Living in a suburban grave.
If there was a God (Was a God)
You would be the death of him.

These colours don't run
Like colour from the face.
Eyes roll back chemical despair.
It's true what they say life isn't fair.

So repeat this line
Everything, everything is fine.
So repeat this line
Everything, everything is fine.

These colours don't run
Like colour from the face.
Eyes roll back chemical despair.
It's true what they say life isn't fair.

And in the land of the free
You know nothing comes for free.

I'm struggling to find any poetry in this.
Someone beat me to the line
Ignorance is bliss.
So I guess I'll just say it how it is
You had it all! You fucking pigs!

These streets aren't paved with gold.
Don't believe everything that you're told.
Deception hides in all you see.
Corruption hides in the air that you breathe.