New Model Army R.I.P Lyrics:
This all started the way things do With a laugh
and a cup of tea around the fire As we sheltered
from those wicked winds in front of that old TV
And we traded ideas as we watched each other with
those ambitious bright eyes Those eyes that saw
every detail of the world so clear And we bided
our time impatiently until the hunger really
burned And the softest sweetest kisses were lost
amidst the thunder in our hearts

We watched the people round us getting up, getting
on, getting old But the game we were going to play
so well - we'd get to stay young forever To begin
with they just smiled and stepped around our
little fire But remember how pretty soon that all
began to change But now bitter in this great city
all the little children should go home Because the
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big men want to make deals When they find you've
got something they want The party's gone, the
party's done, the party's over children You'd
better go home

Funny how they all come running if you let your
pockets jangle a little And there's that strange
queasy feeling Every time someone holds a door
open for you Such sweetness, such kindness - while
they manoeuvre you into position And we all know
how hard it is to bite the hand that feeds you
Remember all those old films we used to watch
every Friday night on TV However fast you run,
however slow the Mummy walks It always catches you
in the end The party's gone, the party's done, the
party's over children You'd better go home This
ain't no place anymore for little girls or little
boys Not unless you want them to spoon-feed you
all your life The party's gone, the party's done,
the party's over children This dream is gone, this
dream is dead, this dream is over, children You'd
better go home
Lyrics: R.I.P, New Model Army [end]