Songtext Bulletin britain von Thea Gilmore

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Bulletin britain

Hello anger it's me I've been calling almost an hour
I left a message on your machine
Yeah, well I guess you're out
Heard a black guy got killed today
Struck by nine and dead by one
We all bleed red don't we
No matter what side of town we're from
We're from

And I was driving out of town
Listening to the radio
And somebody wanted to know
Why does the whole country stand accused
And just as the answer was coming back
I passed under I railway bridge
And the words got lost in a flood of static
We washed our hands, disguised the bruise

And I should have known we'd never do it
Never see humanity as some screwball work of art
We've gotta pick our shades and choose our pigments
That's bulletin Britain rallying round it's colour chart

We've been hanging on each news report shaking our heads and loading blanks
It's been slowly gaining interest in the public memory banks
So that if we just close our eyes then we may all be absolved
Don't talk to us about blame, in fact don't talk at all; there problem solved

And I should have known we'd never do it
Never see humanity as some screwball work of art
We've gotta pick our shades and choose our pigments
That's bulletin Britain rallying round it's colour chart

And they're coming to the door spilling names and what they've learned
And she's muttering her 'thank you's even as the deadbolt turned

I should have known we'd never do it
Never see humanity as some screwball work of art
We've gotta pick our shades and choose our pigments
That's bulletin Britain rallying round it's colour chart

We need our borders, our specifics
We've got each culture on a population graph
Branding the 'them and us? with extremist hieroglyphics
And that's bulletin Britain rallying round it's colour chart

Hello anger it's me I've been calling almost an hour
Left a message on your machine
Yeah, well I guess you're out

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And I was driving out of town 
Listening to the radio 
And somebody wanted to know 
Why does the whole country stand accused 
And just as the answer was coming back 
I passed under I railway bridge 
And the words got lost in a flood of static 
We washed our hands, disguised the bruise

And I should have known we'd never do it 
Never see humanity as some screwball work of art 
We've gotta pick our shades and choose our pigments 
That's bulletin Britain rallying round it's colour chart

We've been hanging on each news report shaking our heads and loading blanks 
It's been slowly gaining interest in the public memory banks 
So that if we just close our eyes then we may all be absolved 
Don't talk to us about blame, in fact don't talk at all; there problem solved

And they're coming to the door spilling names and what they've learned 
And she's muttering her 'thank you's even as the deadbolt turned

I should have known we'd never do it 
Never see humanity as some screwball work of art 
We've gotta pick our shades and choose our pigments 
That's bulletin Britain rallying round it's colour chart

We need our borders, our specifics 
We've got each culture on a population graph 
Branding the 'them and us? with extremist hieroglyphics 
And that's bulletin Britain rallying round it's colour chart

Hello anger it's me I've been calling almost an hour 
Left a message on your machine 
Yeah, well I guess you're out