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Keep the People Working : Julian Lennon : paroles, traduction, histoire…

Keep the People Working

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    When they sell the final weapon, we can all watch it blow
    Keep the people working, working
    Keep the people working, working
    Keep the people working, working
    Gotta keep the people working
    In the bed of iron they cast the final weapon
    Just to keep the people working, got to keep the people working
    From the mines of Anatolia to the isle of Mandalay
    Along the coast of sullen Africa, they’re queuing up to pay
    No cause, I Don’t discriminate, I sell to those who buy
    There never was an innocent who didn’t want to die
    And with demand upon the increase what could keep the cost down
    If I keep the people fighting, I can really go to town
    No surprise, the cash you borrow, we can close the deal Tomorrow
    Just Swiss francs or dollars won’t cause me any borrow, boy
    In a bed of iron they cast the final weapon
    Just to keep the people working, got to keep the people working
    In a bed of iron they cast the final weapon
    Just to keep the people working, got to keep the people working
    Everybody itching for someone to serve the task
    I’ll arm the politician for the coup, the crew, the cast,
    I have a score of different faces, I can look like a lord
    Seen in high places, Flying on the Concorde
    Well you can marvel at precision, you can dial a telephone
    Call up color vision from the safety of your home
    You can mount the great offensive from a button by the chair
    If you arm the right system, you can ionize the air
    In a bed of iron, they cast the final weapon
    Just to keep the people working, got to keep the people working
    In a bed or iron they cast the final weapon
    Just to keep the people working, got to keep the people working
    Like the wind across the frontier or the breaking light of day
    I push across the mountains, all around the Bay of Biscay
    Freeze in North America, boil in Pakistan
    All along the amazon, from the fire to the frying pan
    Whether air, sea or battle ground, desert sand or snow
    When they sell the final weapon we can all watch it blow

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