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Versuri Road To Birmingham
(Ian Hunter)
His feet lay heavy on the road that led to
Birmingham
Unseeing eyes, defeated cries, the mysteries of
men.
Many hears, the helpless tears that leave the
troubled brow
A man once tall, he fought them, but he is older
now.
For in your youth, you think the truth will
always win the game
Some men are Kings, some men are rook, some men
are pawns to blame
But if your skin is coloured black, well the dice
are hidden in
The minds of fools who twist the rules, so you
can never win
Birmingham, Birmingham, underneath your face
There's nothing but a space - you're hollow.
Unlighted sky, begins to cry, the shabby coat is
weak
And homes with windows dressed in warmth, and
mouths that never speak
His mind is dead, his visions spread that pass
before his feet
And thankfully he wears that dream that shields
him from the street
Goodnight my friend, this is the end, you'll
never cry again
You'll never have to smile away the bastards and
the pain
Is it too late, or can you wait to take another
turn
And walk together down that road that leads to
Birmingham
Birmingham, Birmingham, underneath your face
There's nothing but a space - inside you.
Birmingham, Birmingham, underneath your face
There's nothing but a space - you're hollow.
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