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Song on the Times

アーティスト:Chumbawamba  アルバム:English Rebel Songs 1381-1984 

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You working men of England one moment now attend While I unfold the treatment of the poor upon this land For nowadays the factory lords have brought the labour low And daily are contriving plans to prove our overthrow So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town There's different parts in Ireland, it's true what I do state There's hundreds that are starving for they can't get food to eat And if they go unto the rich to ask them for relief They bang their door all in their face as if they were a thief So arouse! You sons of freedom! The world seems upside down They scorn the poor man as a thief in country and in town Alas how altered are the times, rich men despise the poor


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