food for thought (исполнитель: UB-40)
Ivory madonna dying in the dust, Waiting for the [bad word] from the west. Barren is her bosom, empty as her eyes, Death a certain harvest scattered from the skies. Skin and bones is creeping, does`nt know he`s dead. Ancient eyes are peeping, from his infant head. Politician`s argue sharpening their knives. Drawing up their bargains, trading baby lives. [bad word] Ivory madonna dying in the dust, Waiting for the [bad word] from the west. Hear the bells are ringing, christmas on it`s way. Hear the angels singing, what is that they say? Eat and drink rejoicing, joy is here to stay. Jesus son of mary is born again today. [bad word] Ivory madonna dying in the dust, Waiting for the [bad word] from the west. Ivory madonna dying in the dust, Waiting for the [bad word] from the west.