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from War - Anthology 1970-1994 (1999)
You got the power
To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' You keep me hot, don't stop Give me what you got, oh yeah Turn on the juice, turn loose Ain't that no excuse, oh no, no, no You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' You put the strain on the brain Girl, I'm goin' insane, oh yeah You turn me out, make me shout What's it all about? Turn me out, make me shout You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' And now tonight hold me tight Feel like dynamite, oh yeah You make me sweat, soakin' wet Ain't through nothin' yet You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' I feel the rush when we touch Never get enough, oh no Save the best, don't go for less Got to make it last all night, all right You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power |
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from War - Collector`S Edition (2009)
You got the power
To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' You keep me hot, don't stop Give me what you got, oh yeah Turn on the juice, turn loose Ain't that no excuse, oh no, no, no You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' You put the strain on the brain Girl, I'm goin' insane, oh yeah You turn me out, make me shout What's it all about? Turn me out, make me shout You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' And now tonight hold me tight Feel like dynamite, oh yeah You make me sweat, soakin' wet Ain't through nothin' yet You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' I feel the rush when we touch Never get enough, oh no Save the best, don't go for less Got to make it last all night, all right You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power To keep my wheels a-turnin' You got the power To keep my fire a-burnin' You got the power |
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from Eric Burdon - Wind Of Change (1967)
There are winds of changes blowing
Gathering leaves up in its path And the people who are the leaves Will remain in our hearts With love, till eternity King Elmore was born, So was Duke Ellington Jelly Roll made love Bessie Smith was created in heaven above Robert Johnson sang the blues Shick Webb did those things that only he could do Charlie Christian started a new thing And, oh my, how Billie Holiday could sing… Alan Freed rock and rolled, Joe Turner's voice was very low B.B. King wailed Charlie Parker cried Louis Jordan smiled Ray Charles moaned, Chuck Berry rock and rolled Fats Domino made me feel good Elvis Presley did things that no one thought he could Then came the Beatles, Rolling Stones Whole new thing was going on. Frank Zappa zapped Mamas and Papas knew where it was at They all listened to Ravi Shankar…. Now that we got Jimi Hendrix We know where we are (and Louis Jordan smiled…) And the winds of change go on blowing, blowing, Gathering more and more leaves in its path, As time goes past… Winds of change keep on blowing, Winds of change keep on blowing, Bob Dylan sang about the winds of change Blowing, it's all blowing, the winds of change…. |
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from War - Collector`S Edition (2009)
Why can't we be friends ×4
I seen ya around for a long long time I really remember you when you drank my wine Why can't we be friends ×4 I'd seen ya walkin' down in Chinatown I called ya but you could not look around Why can't we be friends ×4 I pay my money to the welfare line I see ya standing in it every time Why can't we be friends ×4 The color of your skin don't matter to me As long as we can live in harmony Why can't we be friends ×4 I'd kinda' like to be the president So I could show you how your money's spent Why can't we be friends×4 Sometimes I don't speak right But yet I know what I'm talking about Why can't we be friends ×4 I know you're working for the CIA They wouldn't have you in the mafia Why can't we be friends ×반복 |
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from Mr. 3000 (미스터 3000) by John Powell [ost] (2004)
Why can't we be friends ×4
I seen ya around for a long long time I really remember you when you drank my wine Why can't we be friends ×4 I'd seen ya walkin' down in Chinatown I called ya but you could not look around Why can't we be friends ×4 I pay my money to the welfare line I see ya standing in it every time Why can't we be friends ×4 The color of your skin don't matter to me As long as we can live in harmony Why can't we be friends ×4 I'd kinda' like to be the president So I could show you how your money's spent Why can't we be friends×4 Sometimes I don't speak right But yet I know what I'm talking about Why can't we be friends ×4 I know you're working for the CIA They wouldn't have you in the mafia Why can't we be friends ×반복 |
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from War - Why Can't We Be Friends (2008)
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh La, la, la, la, la, laa La, la, la, la, la, laa Chorus: Why can't we be friends (4x) I've seen you 'round for a long long time I remembered you when you drank my wine Chorus I've seen you walking down in Chinatown I called you but you could not look around Chorus I paid my money to the welfare line I see you standing in it every time Chorus The color of your skin don't matter to me As long as we can live in harmony Chorus I'd kind of like to be the President So I can show you how your money's spent Chorus Sometimes I don't speak right But yet I know what I'm talking about Chorus I know you're working for the CIA They wouldn't have you in the Mafi-A. Chorus Chorus Chorus Chorus fadeout |
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from Eric Burdon - Big Hits (2002)
White houses in neat little rows,
Contrasting against the sky. Tumble down black shacks over the tracks, Children so hungry they could cry. The chrome the steel, the metal dream, Leaving the teeth which will rot. The escapist young mind left behind, Saving dimes for community pot. Better get straight You better, you better get straight, babe I feel, you better get straight right now You better get it You better, you better get straight baby They're crying out for love all the time, But they fail to see the neighbors eyes. The TV is on the six o'clock news, And the channels are full color lies. Company meets, the president speaks, He's young but his bones creak. Young girl dresses for the high school dance And the guy next door is dying for a peek. Get straight, you better, Yeah, you better get straight, baby Oh, did you get what I say? I say it to you That you, you better, You better get it, babe You better, you better get straight, yeah Before it's too late They put the Bible in the drawer of the motel room, And its crying out to be read. But is stays right there collecting dust, No one understands what's being said. Lovers make love in concrete boxes, What will tomorrow bring? They've been told that its wrong but they don't give a damn, Soon another life it will bring You better get straight baby Yeah, you, You better get straight baby Oh and I think I'd better get myself together too, babe You know what I mean? I've been angry so very long I want to fly right here I want to do it all right I want to get it get it baby You better get it, you better get it You better get straight right now Because I've been told And I'm telling you baby Pass it on Its really good advice |
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from Eric Burdon - He Used To Be An Animal (2005)
I hate to say it but I hear children crying
I can't hear nothing but there are people dying I must say something so I keep on trying To break this wall of silence Man on the news used to say we was insecure But he can't tell those lies no more We kill ourselves daily Just can't keep score My way is paved with corpses I was told there'll never be a world war three What's all this terror coming down 'round poor me Gun in every pocket Gun in every street Can't beat the wall of silence Like powder and steel can make you feel free You wake up and find it's just a bad dream Like coke up the nose And you must face reality If these walls could speak I wonder what they'd say Would they whisper a curse Or recite a phrase They promise you love But brother you ain't going nowhere Inside the wall of silence They promise you the earth But buddy you ain't going nowhere Inside the wall of silence Inside the wall of silence Don't say a word You've got to cover these walls Bring down the wall Fly over the wall Tear it down |
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from Eric Burdon & War - Love Is All Around (2008)
I was born in a dump
My mother died My daddy got drunk They Left me here To die or grow In the middle of Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road I Grew up in a rusty shack All I ever owned babe Was hangin' on my back Lord above know How much I loathe This mean ol' place called Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road But it's home yes The only life I've ever known And the lord knows How much I loathe Tobacco Road (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) I'm talkin' 'bout road (Road, Road, Road) I'm talkin' 'bout that road (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Everybody's got one (Road, Road, Road) Everybody's got some (Road, Road, Road) Everybody's got feel one (Road, Road, Road) Everybody remember (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) But it's home mmm The only life this boy has ever known And the lord knows How much I loathe Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) I'm gonna leave (Road, Road, Road) And get myself a job (Road, Road, Road) With the help (Road, Road, Road) And the grace from above (Road, Road, Road) I'll get me some dynamite (Road, Road, Road) And I'll get me a crane (Road, Road, Road) And I'll blow it all up, tear it down (Road, Road, Road) Start all over again (Road, Road, Road) And I'll build me a town (Road, Road, Road) I'll be proud to show (Road, Road, Road) And I'll keep the name (Road, Road, Road) And I'll keep the name (Road, Road, Road) And I'll keep the name Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road Tobacco Road You're dirty and you're filthy But I love you 'Cause you're my home, baby You are my home The only life I've ever known You are my home You are my home Yes, you're my home Ya hear me, you're my home You're my home Yes it's home, yes The only life I've ever known And the lord knows How much I loathe Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Do it again, ya feel a thing (Road, Road, Road) Do it again, ya feel a thing (Road, Road, Road) |
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from Eric Burdon & War - Love Is All Around (2009)
I was born in a dump
My mother died My daddy got drunk They Left me here To die or grow In the middle of Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road I Grew up in a rusty shack All I ever owned babe Was hangin' on my back Lord above know How much I loathe This mean ol' place called Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road Tobacco Road But it's home yes The only life I've ever known And the lord knows How much I loathe Tobacco Road (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) I'm talkin' 'bout road (Road, Road, Road) I'm talkin' 'bout that road (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Everybody's got one (Road, Road, Road) Everybody's got some (Road, Road, Road) Everybody's got feel one (Road, Road, Road) Everybody remember (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) But it's home mmm The only life this boy has ever known And the lord knows How much I loathe Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) I'm gonna leave (Road, Road, Road) And get myself a job (Road, Road, Road) With the help (Road, Road, Road) And the grace from above (Road, Road, Road) I'll get me some dynamite (Road, Road, Road) And I'll get me a crane (Road, Road, Road) And I'll blow it all up, tear it down (Road, Road, Road) Start all over again (Road, Road, Road) And I'll build me a town (Road, Road, Road) I'll be proud to show (Road, Road, Road) And I'll keep the name (Road, Road, Road) And I'll keep the name (Road, Road, Road) And I'll keep the name Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road Tobacco Road You're dirty and you're filthy But I love you 'Cause you're my home, baby You are my home The only life I've ever known You are my home You are my home Yes, you're my home Ya hear me, you're my home You're my home Yes it's home, yes The only life I've ever known And the lord knows How much I loathe Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Tobacco Road, yeah (Road, Road, Road) Do it again, ya feel a thing (Road, Road, Road) Do it again, ya feel a thing (Road, Road, Road) |
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from Eric Burdon & War - The Black Man`S Burdon (1997)
> Oh, there?s one thing that I?m sure,It?s so proud and it?s so pure.And it comes from deep within,It?s got no hair it?s got no skin.As we travel far and near,We bring the world for you to hear.And the message that we bring,Is the light in the words we sing.And no matter how bad you feel,We got something, they can?t steal.No they can?t, no they can?t, no they can?t,Take away our music, no.No they can?t, no they can?t, no they can?t,Take away our music. In the ghetto, it gets cold,But we got something to warm our souls.Like the blanket of our faith,Keeps us covered when we shake.Though they take my brother?s life,And deny his given rights.Yes, the message will be heard,As the four winds spread the word.And our spirit, they can?t break,?Cause we got power to communicate, yea.No they can?t, no they can?t, no they can?t,Take away our music, Lord.No they can?t, no they can?t, I say, they can?t take our music, music, little baby (unintelligible)But his message is my book, my book, is your book, is everybody?s book. Come on.Music is fine, music is alright, alright with me, yea.Come on, come on, sing it mom, sing it pop, sing it brother, sing it sister. Everybody, come on. Get up on your feet, now, and stomp your feet, clap your hands, come on. Oh.Sing it to your man, sing it to your woman, sing it to your baby, sing it to the sky,Sing to ev?, sing it to the ground, sing it to the earth, my, my, my, my, come on.They can?t take it away, they can?t take it away. Oooo. Come on, come on, come on.
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from Eric Burdon & War - The Black-Man's Burdon (2008)
> Oh, there?s one thing that I?m sure,It?s so proud and it?s so pure.And it comes from deep within,It?s got no hair it?s got no skin.As we travel far and near,We bring the world for you to hear.And the message that we bring,Is the light in the words we sing.And no matter how bad you feel,We got something, they can?t steal.No they can?t, no they can?t, no they can?t,Take away our music, no.No they can?t, no they can?t, no they can?t,Take away our music. In the ghetto, it gets cold,But we got something to warm our souls.Like the blanket of our faith,Keeps us covered when we shake.Though they take my brother?s life,And deny his given rights.Yes, the message will be heard,As the four winds spread the word.And our spirit, they can?t break,?Cause we got power to communicate, yea.No they can?t, no they can?t, no they can?t,Take away our music, Lord.No they can?t, no they can?t, I say, they can?t take our music, music, little baby (unintelligible)But his message is my book, my book, is your book, is everybody?s book. Come on.Music is fine, music is alright, alright with me, yea.Come on, come on, sing it mom, sing it pop, sing it brother, sing it sister. Everybody, come on. Get up on your feet, now, and stomp your feet, clap your hands, come on. Oh.Sing it to your man, sing it to your woman, sing it to your baby, sing it to the sky,Sing to ev?, sing it to the ground, sing it to the earth, my, my, my, my, come on.They can?t take it away, they can?t take it away. Oooo. Come on, come on, come on.
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| from War - All Day Music (1971) | |||||
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from War - The World Is A Ghetto (2008)
Walkin' down the street, smoggy-eyed
Looking at the sky, starry-eyed Searchin' for the place, weary-eyed Crying in the night, teary-eyed Don't you know that it's true That for me and for you The world is a ghetto Don't you know that it's true That for me and for you The world is a ghetto Wonder when I'll find paradise Somewhere there's a home sweet and nice Wonder if I'll find happiness Never give it up now I guess Don't you know that it's true That for me and for you The world is a ghetto Don't you know that it's true That for me and for you The world is a ghetto There's no need to search anywhere Happiness is here, have your share If you know you're loved, be secure Paradise is love to be sure Don't you know that it's true That for me and for you The world is a ghetto Don't you know that it's true That for me and for you The world is a ghetto Don't you know that it's true That for me and for you The world is a ghetto Don't you know that it's true That for me and for you The world is a ghetto |
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from Eric Burdon - My Secret Life (2004)
I jused to watch you Jules LeBlanc
When you thought no one was around I watched you walk down to the bayou's edge And gently lay your body down Your secret was my secret And it was all that I could do to keep it Keep it to myself and the power that I felt But somebody must have seen And burned a sacred candle in my name Because now there's a spell on me And I'm caught up in your purgatory chain They found a body just this morning Out behind St. Genevieve That's the sacred place I won't let them desecrate The shrine you built for me Because your secret is still my secret And if it means I'll have to lose my life to keep it I'll take it to my grave for the love we never made Because somebody followed me and Spoke a lover's curse into our flame But now I can't runaway Because I'm caught up in your purgatory chain I'm on fire … I'm moanin' mmm….Yeah Your secret is still my secret And it have to lose my life to keep it I'll take it to my grave for the love we never made But somebody must have seen And burned a sacred candle in my name Because now there's a spell on me And I'm caught up in your purgatory chain I'm your slave you've got me chained No matter how far you go No matter where you're headed When you get there I will be there Waiting waiting in the rain Your secret is still my secret And if it means I'll have to lose my life to keep it I'll take it to my grave For the love we never made But somebody must have seen And burned a sacred candle in my name Because now there's a spell on me And I'm caught up in your purgatory chain I'm your slave You've got me chained |
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from War - Anthology 1970-1994 (1999)
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine We met down on the fort of Rio Grande We met down on the fort of Rio Grande Eat the salted peanuts out of can Eat the salted peanuts out the can The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel Chased a gringo last night through a field Chased a gringo last night through a field The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine {fade} |
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from War - War Live (2008)
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine We met down on the fort of Rio Grande We met down on the fort of Rio Grande Eat the salted peanuts out of can Eat the salted peanuts out the can The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel Chased a gringo last night through a field Chased a gringo last night through a field The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine |
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from War - The World Is A Ghetto (2008)
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine We met down on the fort of Rio Grande We met down on the fort of Rio Grande Eat the salted peanuts out of can Eat the salted peanuts out the can The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel Chased a gringo last night through a field Chased a gringo last night through a field The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine |
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from War - Collector`S Edition (2009)
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine
The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine He drink whiskey, Poncho drink the wine We met down on the fort of Rio Grande We met down on the fort of Rio Grande Eat the salted peanuts out of can Eat the salted peanuts out the can The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort The outlaws had us pinned down at the fort Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port Cisco came in blastin', drinkin' port They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel They rode the sunset, horse was made of steel Chased a gringo last night through a field Chased a gringo last night through a field The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine The Cisco Kid he was a friend of mine {fade} |
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from Eric Burdon - Wind Of Change (1967)
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(gregorian chants) the bell tolls the black plague has struck diseased eyes roll upwards as if knowing which direction their souls will travel (bring out your dead) a woman in black cries as the deathly procession passes by and monks moan en masse ohohohohohoh (gregorian chants) the yet clean peasant pounds upon the castle door for it is safer inside the walls their knocking pounds a dull tone across the quiet, deserted courtyard the bodies of unfortuates bloat in the hot sun outside the castle walls and ones ignorant of all facts plunder the diseased corpses for remaining riches. (bring out your dead) and the bell tolls on a man walks around the castle walls on the outside the light from his lamp dancing shadows as he moves he tends the sick gives comfort to all he can for dying woman and crying man but he feels it most for the children (unclean) tears glisten on his cheek did man ever deserve this death? and not all will die, just the poor for the rich are inside the castle walls and he knows he could be with them and they laugh at this fool of a man through the stone fortress windows and the bell tolls on (unclean) and many deaths and many days later many tears have been cry cried but in vain for tears can never erase the pain of death only time has that talent his hands are now blistered but this man walks on the only element of sanity that the people look to him for answers and he answers all and the bell tolls on inside the castle wall (bring out your dead) the dead are now buried and the plague is at its end life for the people flowers again they breathe fresh air like they did once before and there is not a sound from beyond the castle walls the bell has stopped and only silence is heard and the peasants outside wonder what happened within in their bones they feel something is wrong the bell has been silent much too long for many days not one soul has stirred from the stone fortress where the rich people live no one came and no one went fear can do many strange things and even though water ran low their mouths burnt and bellys caked dry not one person put a foot outside no one had that much courage for they feared the peasants and their world outside so they played it safe and didn't move but one by one they perished and died |
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