The Housemartins – Bow Down
Έλα, έλα να ξυπνάμε
Stay at home with you for another year
That building’s so tall and it makes me feel so small
That I might get lost and simply disappear
I’m worried and I’m not the worrying kind
Why’s that man rubbing his hands
Looking at me writing down his plans?
and I made a little man who looked just like me
His limbs were so weak and he couldn’t move his mouth to speak
And I could bend him into any shape I wanted him to be
I’m worried and I’m not the worrying kind
Why’s that man rubbing his hands
Looking at me writing down his plans?
They went in with names on their elbows
Came home with medals on
Spit it out that’s the way the story goes
Oh, you didn’t have to teach me like you did
But you did
And you didn’t have to beat me like you did
But you did
But you did
You did
You did