Видеоклипът на новият сингъл на Faithless - Bombs, e великолепен като идея и реализация, освен че парчето е хубаво. За хаус феновете, особено за политически ангажираните хаус фенове е must see. Войната и обикновеният живот - такива каквито са.
We think we are heroes We think we are kings We plan all kinds of fabulous things Oh look how great we have become
Key in the door The moment I've longed for Before my bag hit the floor My adorable children rush up Screaming for a kiss and a story They've a gift to this world My only claim to glory I never knew sweeter days Blows my mind like munitions I'm amazed
So much heaven, so much hell So much love, so much pain So much more than I thought this world could ever contain So much bought, so much sold One man's loss, another man's gold So much more than I thought this world could ever hold
We're just children, we're just dust We are small, we are lost And we're nothing Nothing at all
One bomb Whole block gone Cant find my children And dust covers the sun Everywhere is noise, panic And confusion But to some another fun day in Babylon I'm going to bury my wife And dig up my gun My life is done So now I'm going to kill someone...
So much heaven, so much hell So much love, so much pain So much more than I thought this world could ever contain So much bought, so much sold One man's loss, another man's gold So much more than I thought this world could ever hold
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Bombs - Lyrics
We think we are heroes
We think we are kings
We plan all kinds of fabulous things
Oh look how great we have become
Key in the door
The moment I've longed for
Before my bag hit the floor
My adorable children rush up
Screaming for a kiss and a story
They've a gift to this world
My only claim to glory
I never knew sweeter days
Blows my mind like munitions
I'm amazed
So much heaven, so much hell
So much love, so much pain
So much more than I thought this world could ever contain
So much bought, so much sold
One man's loss, another man's gold
So much more than I thought this world could ever hold
We're just children, we're just dust
We are small, we are lost
And we're nothing
Nothing at all
One bomb
Whole block gone
Cant find my children
And dust covers the sun
Everywhere is noise, panic
And confusion
But to some another fun day in Babylon
I'm going to bury my wife
And dig up my gun
My life is done
So now I'm going to kill someone...
So much heaven, so much hell
So much love, so much pain
So much more than I thought this world could ever contain
So much bought, so much sold
One man's loss, another man's gold
So much more than I thought this world could ever hold
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