歌曲名 The Serenade Is Dead(Live, Brixton Academy, 18 April 1987)

歌手名 Conflict

作曲：Colin Jerwood/Conflict

She wakes up in the morning

The sun is shining in her face

She turns her head around

She shares the blanket on

which the love embraced

She looks out of the window

It's a lovely day outside

She tells herself that things are fine

He pulls the sheets to cover his eyes

The essence of the fresh air

That garden held the love affair

Thinking back their minds

Are torn in muddle and confusion

So far away another sits

Who tries to make the best of it

He don't know quite what's hit him

It's another love illusion

He gazes in his empty room

Eyes fixed upon her picture

The loneliness dejectedness

God how the he's missed her

His eyes turn turn to the window

The military roar by

He wonders how much hatred

Could evolve out of the sky

What God had done for peace on earth

What man destroyed from day of birth

They are concerned with feelings

They're just ashamed to cry

And one mans plan to push the button

Makes other sacrifice

The serenade is dead

And now the only question's why

Why when we are young

We're told it's right to love

Told it's human nature

And that comes from God above

As time moves on we realize

That we all look from the pit

While a plan hangs above us

To keep us in the

Because the minute we are born

We're told what's right and wrong

Raised with certain morals

Never mentioned in their songs

As we grow up we find out that

The paths been neatly set

In a world of such destruction

We only can regret

Regret that is the word of it

As we look for our way out of it

Why can't they understand

We don't want any part of it

The pain they create everyday

That just ain't gonna go away

We've got to stick together

But still you're asking why

The system stands strong

As our movement starts to crumble

The pressure we once held

Has just turned into a rumble

They've got us where they want us

And you all just accept that

Well don't you think it's time

We started to hit back

They are the enemy

They want a rope around your neck

And if they will go that far

Then what the is next

Forget the revolution

We've heard it all before

Heard all of the promises

Of nineteen eighty four

It's an impossible task

Oh yes it stands before us all

Well maybe you'll believe it

When your back's against the wall