Sinead O'Connor Black Boys On Mopeds 歌词
Black Boys On Mopeds It seems strange that she should be offended The same orders are given by her I''ve said this before now You said I was childish and you''ll say it now "Remember what I told you If they hated me they will hate you" England''s not the mythical land of Madame George and roses It''s the home of police who kill black boys on mopeds And I love my boy and that''s why I''m leaving I don''t want him to be aware that there''s Any such thing as grieving Young mother down at Smithfield 5 am, looking for food for her kids In her arms she holds three cold babies And the first word that they learned was "please" These are dangerous days To say what you feel is to dig your own grave "Remember what I told you If you were of the world they would love you" England''s not the mythical land of Madame George and roses It''s the home of police who kill blacks boys on mopeds And I love my boy and that''s why I''m leaving I don''t want him to be aware that there''s Any such thing as grieving.