作词 : Current Ninety Three War In a foreign town In a foreign land Reaping time had come In fields of swaying rape It could not happen here Pushed to one side with the flick of a wrist Out of sight And out of mind Fallng back in fields of rape In yellow heads of blossom Mothers babies bleeding You stand there laughing Unquestioning unconfronting Poetic lines on the art of dying Falling back in fields of rape That was the way Those were the horrors As daddy went a-reaping In nodding heads of rape No mark on your spotless conscience No blemish on your immaculate body Untouched by sight or sound of misery Close the eyes Shift the responsibility It was not you It was not you Falling back in fields of rape My children Falling back in fields of rape It could not happen here Pushed to one side with a flick of the wrist Out of sight And out of mind Falling back in fields of rape Poetic lines on the art of dying Falling back in fields of rape That was the way And those were the horrors As daddy went a-reaping In nodding heads of rape No mark on your spotless conscience No blemish on your immaculate body Untouched by sight or sound of misery Close the eyes Shift the responsibility It wasn't you Falling back in fields of rape My children Falling back in fields of rape Here we go round the mulberry bush The mulberry bush The mulberry bush Here we go round the mulberry bush On a cold and frosty morning In a foreign town In a foreign land Reaping time had come Falling back in fields of rape My love And that was the way And those were the horrors As daddy went a-reaping Falling back in fields of rape My children Crushed, crushed, crushed In mud and wars Mother children bleeding You stand there laughing Falling back in fields of rape Never eating Bags of bones dying quietly Homeless Drinking foul water Sorting garbage With flies in heat Raped Axed Burned with acid Locked away for thirty years Thrown out of a helicopter Forced to labour endlessly Castrated Burned alive Killed so easily by firing squads In a foreign town In a foreign land Reaping time has come They're falling back In fields of rape In fields of rape They're falling back In fields of rape My love And this is our way And these are the horrors As we go a-reaping They're falling back In fields of rape In fields of rape They're falling back In fields of rape My darling And crushed, crushed, crushed In mud and wars Still you stand there laughing They're falling back in fields of rape In fields of rape they're falling back My lovers In fields of rape the ravens descend, The yellow beak slashes corn, The sickles are sharpened, And the cattle bleed, Our voices grow shriller, And our eyes glitter, But in this last summer the Rapture descends, And father's mask has turned to grey, And mother's breasts are leper white, And children's laughter cracks, And reaping time has come, Body and blood, body and blood, body and blood, body and mud, body and blood, body and mud, And Christ's eyes, I am weary, And Christ's eyes, I want to melt Bleeding Jesus, be quick, be quick And what would you do, my gentlest one...? Falling back in fields of rape...
[00:00.000] 作词 : Current Ninety Three [00:50.48]War [03:54.7]In a foreign town [03:56.9]In a foreign land [03:58.94]Reaping time had come [04:00.90]In fields of swaying rape [04:03.99]It could not happen here [04:05.76]Pushed to one side with the flick of a wrist [04:08.97]Out of sight [04:10.0]And out of mind [04:11.66]Fallng back in fields of rape [04:15.45]In yellow heads of blossom [04:17.71]Mothers babies bleeding [04:20.42]You stand there laughing [04:21.85]Unquestioning unconfronting [04:24.74]Poetic lines on the art of dying [04:28.23]Falling back in fields of rape [04:34.83]That was the way [04:36.62]Those were the horrors [04:38.57]As daddy went a-reaping [04:40.83]In nodding heads of rape [04:43.87]No mark on your spotless conscience [04:46.77]No blemish on your immaculate body [04:49.8]Untouched by sight or sound of misery [04:53.35]Close the eyes [04:54.83]Shift the responsibility [04:57.35]It was not you [04:59.59]It was not you [05:01.81]Falling back in fields of rape [05:07.7]My children [05:09.36]Falling back in fields of rape [05:14.67]It could not happen here [05:17.36]Pushed to one side with a flick of the wrist [05:20.84]Out of sight [05:21.61]And out of mind [05:23.51]Falling back in fields of rape [05:29.18]Poetic lines on the art of dying [05:33.2]Falling back in fields of rape [05:37.64]That was the way [05:39.80]And those were the horrors [05:40.82]As daddy went a-reaping [05:42.45]In nodding heads of rape [05:44.50]No mark on your spotless conscience [05:46.79]No blemish on your immaculate body [05:49.35]Untouched by sight or sound of misery [05:52.29]Close the eyes [05:53.50]Shift the responsibility [05:55.37]It wasn't you [05:57.59]Falling back in fields of rape [06:01.41]My children [06:03.0]Falling back in fields of rape [06:32.10]Here we go round the mulberry bush [06:34.6]The mulberry bush [06:35.21]The mulberry bush [06:37.2]Here we go round the mulberry bush [06:39.9]On a cold and frosty morning [07:03.55]In a foreign town [07:05.2]In a foreign land [07:06.60]Reaping time had come [07:08.83]Falling back in fields of rape [07:13.34]My love [07:14.84]And that was the way [07:16.20]And those were the horrors [07:18.13]As daddy went a-reaping [07:20.17]Falling back in fields of rape [07:24.0]My children [07:25.43]Crushed, crushed, crushed [07:27.46]In mud and wars [07:29.14]Mother children bleeding [07:31.17]You stand there laughing [07:33.5]Falling back in fields of rape [10:29.9]Never eating [10:31.2]Bags of bones dying quietly [10:32.93]Homeless [10:33.80]Drinking foul water [10:35.55]Sorting garbage [10:36.59]With flies in heat [10:37.93]Raped [10:38.68]Axed [10:39.64]Burned with acid [10:41.10]Locked away for thirty years [10:43.0]Thrown out of a helicopter [10:44.78]Forced to labour endlessly [10:46.48]Castrated [10:47.58]Burned alive [10:48.73]Killed so easily by firing squads [10:54.33]In a foreign town [10:57.40]In a foreign land [11:01.3]Reaping time has come [11:05.61]They're falling back [11:08.33]In fields of rape [11:12.63]In fields of rape [11:14.15]They're falling back [11:16.77]In fields of rape [11:19.66]My love [11:22.58]And this is our way [11:24.91]And these are the horrors [11:27.95]As we go a-reaping [11:32.34]They're falling back [11:35.30]In fields of rape [11:39.28]In fields of rape [11:40.66]They're falling back [11:43.32]In fields of rape [11:46.19]My darling [11:49.33]And crushed, crushed, crushed [11:51.54]In mud and wars [11:55.15]Still you stand there laughing [11:59.66]They're falling back in fields of rape [12:06.15]In fields of rape they're falling back [12:13.28]My lovers [12:35.63]In fields of rape the ravens descend, [12:38.57]The yellow beak slashes corn, [12:41.30]The sickles are sharpened, [12:42.80]And the cattle bleed, [12:45.4]Our voices grow shriller, [12:47.15]And our eyes glitter, [12:49.25]But in this last summer the Rapture descends, [12:53.48]And father's mask has turned to grey, [12:56.14]And mother's breasts are leper white, [12:59.25]And children's laughter cracks, [13:01.91]And reaping time has come, [13:05.49]Body and blood, body and blood, body and blood, body and mud, body and blood, body and mud, [13:16.76]And Christ's eyes, I am weary, [13:20.59]And Christ's eyes, I want to melt [13:24.3]Bleeding Jesus, be quick, be quick [13:30.55]And what would you do, my gentlest one...? [14:35.93]Falling back in fields of rape...
