Ian Hunter - Guernica (feat. Mike Campbell, Joe Elliott) lyrics
[Ian Hunter - Guernica feat. Mike Campbell, Joe Elliott lyrics]
I just wanted to tell you I love you
I just wanted to tell you again
I saw you today on your mountain
I just want you to know that I'm there
Got a whole other world standing next to me
Little angels directing my hands
They won't let me choose from
The colors I use
They want violence and black like Cezanne
The raging side is hard to hide
I blame it all, this time
When I painted Guernica
These are dangerous times for thinkin'
I'm a stranger in a strange land
If you think for yourself, you're a traitor
It's like walking on quicksand
So I work in the shadows of uncertainty
Waiting for that knock at the door
When I got a line that says
"Is this your idea?"
I say, "No, I thought it was yours"
Just a drum off track
I went all the way back
The man on top reminded ya
When I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica alright
Fly away
Fly away from the start of end times
That's green and white in the meadows
Fly away, fly away from your worst nightmare
As you disappear in the shadows
Fly away, fly away from your broken bones
Fly away, fly away from evil
These big black screens are snatchin' dreams
Fly away, fly away to freedom
This picture is a chamber of horrors
This picture's a crucifixion
It'll hang on the walls of eternity halls
It will never be forgotten
When my hands veil the truth behind images
This picture is trying to explain
If this anger smashes into your consciousness
Then this picture will not be in vain
And the camera smells arrested shells
I created a monster when I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica alright
I just wanted to tell you again
I saw you today on your mountain
I just want you to know that I'm there
Got a whole other world standing next to me
Little angels directing my hands
They won't let me choose from
The colors I use
They want violence and black like Cezanne
The raging side is hard to hide
I blame it all, this time
When I painted Guernica
These are dangerous times for thinkin'
I'm a stranger in a strange land
If you think for yourself, you're a traitor
It's like walking on quicksand
So I work in the shadows of uncertainty
Waiting for that knock at the door
When I got a line that says
"Is this your idea?"
I say, "No, I thought it was yours"
Just a drum off track
I went all the way back
The man on top reminded ya
When I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica alright
Fly away
Fly away from the start of end times
That's green and white in the meadows
Fly away, fly away from your worst nightmare
As you disappear in the shadows
Fly away, fly away from your broken bones
Fly away, fly away from evil
These big black screens are snatchin' dreams
Fly away, fly away to freedom
This picture is a chamber of horrors
This picture's a crucifixion
It'll hang on the walls of eternity halls
It will never be forgotten
When my hands veil the truth behind images
This picture is trying to explain
If this anger smashes into your consciousness
Then this picture will not be in vain
And the camera smells arrested shells
I created a monster when I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica
When I painted Guernica alright