The Charge-New Model Army

[00:00.000] 作曲 : Justin Sullivan/Robert Heaton [00:08.80] [00:10.80]Our history speaks in thunder [00:12.37]From a thousand village halls [00:14.87]In blood and sweat and sacrifice [00:16.05]In honouring every call [00:17.55]So the forces gathered against [00:19.18]The thorn a-piercing in their side [00:21.24]A brave new world is beckoning [00:22.98]So the olden world must die [00:26.74] [00:38.42]In the offices of the city [00:39.99]At all the tables of oak and power [00:42.05]The snares are laid and baited [00:43.49]For the approaching of the hour [00:45.49]A hundred justifications [00:46.87]And the presses are ready to roll [00:48.80]The gateways to the nation [00:50.36]They are firmly under control [00:52.54]On on on cried the leaders at the back [00:55.55]We went galloping down the blackened hills [00:57.61]And into the gaping trap [00:59.11]The bridges are burnt behind us [01:00.92]And there's waiting guns ahead [01:02.55]Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds [01:08.17] [01:19.74]Oh well we called for some assistance [01:21.61]From the friends that we had known [01:23.55]But this is the 1980s and we were on our own [01:26.98]We never felt like heroes or martyrs to a cause [01:30.48]Just battle-weary soldiers in a bloody civil war [01:33.98]On on on cried the leaders at the back [01:37.24]We went galloping down the blackened hills [01:39.42]And into the gaping trap [01:40.80]The bridges are burnt behind us [01:42.55]And there's waiting guns ahead [01:44.52]Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds [01:49.96] [02:05.07]The massacre now is over [02:06.50]And the order new enshrined [02:08.38]While a quarter of the nation [02:10.00]Are abandoned far behind [02:12.00]Their leaders offer the clich words [02:13.75]So righteous in defeat [02:15.44]But no one needs morality [02:17.00]When there isn't enough to eat [02:18.94]The unity bond is broken [02:20.37]And the loyalty songs are fake [02:22.31]I'll screw my only brother [02:23.75]For even a glimpse at a piece of the cake [02:25.88]We only cry in private here [02:27.69]Behind the shuttered glass [02:29.13]When we think of the charge of this brigade [02:31.13]The severing of the past [02:33.19]On on on cried the leaders at the back [02:35.87]We went galloping down the blackened hills [02:37.87]And into the gaping trap [02:39.43]The bridges are burnt behind us [02:41.13]And there's waiting guns ahead [02:43.00]Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds [02:47.50]On on on cried the leaders at the back [02:49.81]We went galloping down the blackened hills [02:51.69]And into the gaping trap [02:53.25]The bridges are burnt behind us [02:55.06]And there's waiting guns ahead [02:56.88]Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds [03:01.06]On on on cried the leaders at the back [03:03.75]We went galloping down the blackened hills [03:05.69]And into the gaping trap [03:07.25]The bridges are burnt behind us [03:08.87]And there's waiting guns ahead [03:10.62]Into the valley of death rode the brave hundreds