Текст песни: The Girl In the Fur Skin Rug + перевод

It’s time of martyrs and assassins

Demonstration reigns everywhere

Crowds of people young are amassing

There’s a revolution in the air

Anarchy and fighting on the city streets

A new voice is shouting loud in the searing heat

It’s time of prophets with protest songs

Tryin' to make it right their fathers wrongs

Rail against the picks of the grey haired guard

Fight against the bullies of the old school yard

Fists raining hard

Playground thugs — we all love the girl in a furskin rug

It’s time of butterflies on the wheel

Take a magic trip and they throw 'em in jail

And sergeant pilcher he’s going down

What a clown

Planting drugs — on the girl in a furskin rug

I wasn’t there

Just too young for that

But I’ve watched the film and read the book

And though I swear it’s the same old hat

Nostalgia sells and we love the look — of the girl in a furskin rug

The dream is over long time gone

The old brigade just carries on

It was all a con

But I’d still love to hug — the girl in a furskin rug

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