Paroles The Shouting End of Life de Oysterband (The)

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Some died in ecstasySome died in povertyBut they all die with their boots on At the shouting end of lifeRoll me out a barrel, I'll toast you to your kneesTake away this safety net, bring me my trapezeOrder me a stretcher, for midnight if you pleaseGive me sweet music and strife;Anything could put me in that long black wooden boxGunpowder, whisky or the two-tone Chinese poxBut I'm not going quietly, I do not feel the callI want to stay at the shouting endSo honey, let's not go at allI will not goAs long as the room keeps swaying to and froAs long as the band can playHere is where i'm gonna stayI'm gonna stay at the shouting endThe shouting end of lifeTea-time with the vultures, drinking with the pressNever trust a vulture that wants you to confessMe, whose only problem is an excess of excessThey might as well hand you the knifeGunpowder, whisky, falling off the wireAnything could put me in that ever after choirHacks that want to see me shuffle off the shelfI hand them each a bottle, I say:Go fuck yourselfI will not goAs long as the room keeps swaying to and froAs long as the band can playHere is where i'm gonna stayI'm gonna stay at the shouting endThe shouting end of lifeI will not goAs long as the room keeps swaying to and froAs long as the band can playHere is where i'm gonna stayI'm gonna stay at the shouting endThe shouting end of lifeI'm gonna stay at the shouting endThe shouting end of life'm gonna stay at the shouting endThe shouting end of life...I will not go!


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