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UKArchive ID: 26340singing their song by royrodel
Originally published on May 20, 2011 in Song Lyrics

singing their song



Seen a man alone with God
praying for someone else
trying to warn his neighbour
about his heaven and his hell
the taxi driver spoke of a loving family
in a world where right was wrong
preaching what his fathers had preached
living their life,singing their song

Well I saw a child play the blues
like she was ninety years old
like she'd lived through Deuteronomy
just doing what she was told
that brown eyed prophetiser
just wanted to play all day long
preaching what her fathers had preached
living their life,singing their song

The union horn blasted
the factory fire lit up the sky
the smell of iron smoulting
people living to die
I read all their rantings
but couldn't go along
preaching what my fathers had preached
living their life,singing their song

There's a disco queen dancing
all made up for her man
all her money spent on fashion
in debt for her spray tan
the policeman's on overtime
feeling like he doesn't belong
preaching what his fathers had preached
living their life,singing their song

Well time is taking its toll
as we hear of another funeral
another soon to be forgotten
one who was proud and loyal
amazing grace the only words
to a man who was headstrong
preaching what his fathers had preached
living their life,singing their song

© royrodel (royrodel on OLD UKA)
UKArchive ID: 26340
Archived comments for singing their song
sirat on 20-05-2011
singing their song
Not sure I understand the meaning of this one but I can easily imagine it set to music. It's very atmospheric and the repeated two lines at the end of each verse work well.

Small note: I think the term is iron smelting, not 'smoulting'.

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Romany on 22-05-2011
singing their song
I think this is one of your strongest pieces to date. For me it meant younger generations living up to the beliefs, hopes and expectations of older generations, in the case of the little blues playing girl, it has a religious bent, rather than finding out for themselves who they are and what they believe/want/desire.

Congratulations - as I said, for me this is your strongest, tightest write yet.

Romany.

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