Musica de New Model Army del Genero: Rock Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Rock son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de New Model Army tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Rock, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
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1984 1984 Produced by New Model Army Song Lyrics
1984 1984 Produced by New Model Army by New Model Army - The vans they come in convoys now - Stealing through the dawn - Silent in the
countryside
- In the hills up to the north - There's road blocks on the Meden bridge - There's click click
clicking on the phone - They're sealing off our villages - Sealing off our homes
- Her father crossed the battle lines - In the first months of the war - She frowns down at
the
soup kitchen - She doesn't have a father anymore - It's cold in the early mornings -
Standing
with your mates - Staring at the thick blue line - Armed and ready at the gates
- This ain't some tinpot story arriving from a distant shore - But our own sweet green and
pleasant land in 1984
- The servants of our great nation - Have lied in the name of us all - While the officers of
peace and order - Are busy breaking every law - There's hundreds on the trumped-up
charges
- Hundreds on the streets - The future of our villages - Sown with bitter seeds
- And hatred starts to rumble where there was no hate before - In our own sweet green
and
pleasant land in 1984
- Nobody wanted to see the blood - As the blue lights flash through the night - But all the
words fell on deaf ears - And now the blind frustration bites
- Two nations under one crown divided more and more - In our own sweet green and
pleasant
land in 1984