Manic Street Preachers - The Endless Plain of Fortune lyrics
[Manic Street Preachers - The Endless Plain of Fortune lyrics]
Old Taylor meant to cry, oh my
Field marshal meant
Field marshal went away again
Look out below, the tides
Lean heavily like wine
We are all innocent in spite of you and me
Then Martha went yes, Martha went away again
Down in Transvaal
Where crocodiles and men fight on
They would have played all night
Even with loaded dice
It's gold that eats the heart
And leaves the bones to dry
Segovia watched
Gendarmerie and all, that's all
The radio man
Amanda, did you choose your tune?
She walked away in time
She walked a crooked line
So gracefully she turned her head and smiled
Away