Skrewdriver - Hail the new dawn

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Comrades, the voices of the dead battalions,
Of those who fell, that Europe might be great
Join in our song, for they still march in spirit with us
And urge us on that we gain the national state

(Chorus)
The streets are still, the final battle has ended
Flushed with the fight, we proudly hail the dawn
See over the streets, the white man s emblem is waving
Triumphant standards of a race reborn

Blood of our blood, spirit of our spirit
Sprang from that soil, for who s sake they bled
Against the vested powers, Red front, and massed reaction
We lead the fight for freedom and for bread

Hail the new dawn!
Hail the new dawn!
Hail the new dawn!
Hail the new dawn!

People who we trusted, again have let us down
Jailing men of this nation, for fighting for our land
We will fight forever, until the end releases us
We will never submit to a six point master plan

Inne utwory

  • Needle man
  • Mean streets
  • Their kingdom will fall
  • Thunder in the cities
  • Jailbait
  • House of treason
  • European battle song
  • Pennies from heaven
  • In the wasteland
  • When the north wind blows
  • Boots and braces
  • Forty six years
  • Gotta be young
  • Mist on the downs
  • Losowe utwory

    Night rider

    Night rider, night rider
    You may think that it s the breeze
    Whispering through the lonely trees
    But it s only him a flying round the bend
    As the day comes to that end

    Night rider, night rider
    He came riding to town
    As the sun was going down

    We should get together

    We should get together
    We should get together
    Take anything you want boy
    Cause you know that
    There won t be a second time
    Take everything you can girl
    Cause a love like this
    So real is hard to find

    PRE-CHORUS:
    Take anything you want
    Take everything...

    Native new yorker

    New York style, style, style
    New York city, New York city girl
    New York city, New York city girl
    You grew up ridin´ the subways, runnin´ with people up in Harlem, down on Broadway
    You´re no tramp, but you´re no lady talkin´ that street talk
    You´re the heart and soul...

    Hold on

    Hold on, I think the game is over
    Hold on, and try again to feel all right
    Hold on, and put the slow on feeling
    Hold on, you see they re all just uptight

    Hold on, you re gonna feel so fine
    Hold on, don t take it, set you...

    Miasto

    Moje miasto to samo co piętnaście lat temu
    Nie oddałem serca żadnemu innemu
    Moje miasto i nasze wzmacniacze
    Jeśli nie wiesz o co chodzi ja dziœ nie wytłumaczę
    Moje miasto zagęszcza się atmosfera
    Granica między światem magia światem
    Zwykłych spraw nagle się zaciera
    Moje miasto my w nim zagubieni