Текстове на песни: Mike & The Mechanics. Blame.

While you're defending yourself
Maybe you'd like to explain
Are you a king for a day?
Is it some ancient campaign?

Warpaint your flag on your face
Gather the troops on the line
You never made a mistake
There at the scene of the crime

Blood on your hands, blood on your feet
Down in the pouring rain
What do you care out on the street
We're gonna drive you insane
Nobody else to blame for all that

Where are the angry young men?
Where are the fighters or yore?
Looking for trouble again
Looking to settle a score

Why do you reincarnate?
Why will you always be here?
Pour out a nation of hate
Pour out an ocean of tears

Blood on your hands, blood on your feet
Down in the pouring rain
What do you care out on the street
We're gonna drive you insane
Nobody else to blame for all that

Nobody questions the power elite
Who's gonna take up the strain
Nobody else to blame