Momus - King Solomon's Song And Mine lyrics
[Momus - King Solomon's Song And Mine lyrics]
Solomon took a census
And we were just passing through
But his press gang arrested us and led
Us to the quarry two by two
And now, King Solomon
I'm working for a song in your mine
Solomon wants a palace and a
Temple for his god Yahweh
But, you and me sweet Alison we get sweet FA
And now, King Solomon
I'm working for a song in your mine
You trade our daylight for Turkish Delight
You trade our fear for euphoria
But we trade the real
For your underground rail
And your foreman's rules o my love
Let's start a trade union for fools
The Queen of Sheba visited
She brought spices and guitars
There never were spices or guitars like that
At least never for the likes of us
Solomon took some frankincense
The Queen took some cocaine
Then the lighting changed and
They sang strange words
And the band already knew the chords
And now, King Solomon
I'm working for your song and mine
You trade our daylight for Turkish Delight
You trade our fear for euphoria
But we trade the real
For your underground rail
And your foreman's rules o my love
Let's start a trade union for fools
One thing's sure and nothing's surer
The rich get richer and the poor get
Now we're living happily, Alison and I
We can't stop singing Solomon's song
We were singing it on the night
We conceived our healthy children
Who thanks to the union line
Are at school with the sons of the foreman
With a future down the mine
And soon, King Solomon
They'll be working for your song and mine
You trade our daylight for Turkish Delight
You trade our fear for euphoria
But we trade our lives for the
Song you taught us to sing
How does it go? 'The trade union
And God save the King!'
And we were just passing through
But his press gang arrested us and led
Us to the quarry two by two
And now, King Solomon
I'm working for a song in your mine
Solomon wants a palace and a
Temple for his god Yahweh
But, you and me sweet Alison we get sweet FA
And now, King Solomon
I'm working for a song in your mine
You trade our daylight for Turkish Delight
You trade our fear for euphoria
But we trade the real
For your underground rail
And your foreman's rules o my love
Let's start a trade union for fools
The Queen of Sheba visited
She brought spices and guitars
There never were spices or guitars like that
At least never for the likes of us
Solomon took some frankincense
The Queen took some cocaine
Then the lighting changed and
They sang strange words
And the band already knew the chords
And now, King Solomon
I'm working for your song and mine
You trade our daylight for Turkish Delight
You trade our fear for euphoria
But we trade the real
For your underground rail
And your foreman's rules o my love
Let's start a trade union for fools
One thing's sure and nothing's surer
The rich get richer and the poor get
Now we're living happily, Alison and I
We can't stop singing Solomon's song
We were singing it on the night
We conceived our healthy children
Who thanks to the union line
Are at school with the sons of the foreman
With a future down the mine
And soon, King Solomon
They'll be working for your song and mine
You trade our daylight for Turkish Delight
You trade our fear for euphoria
But we trade our lives for the
Song you taught us to sing
How does it go? 'The trade union
And God save the King!'