Hope & Glory - Faithless/One eskimO

作词：Maxi Jazz/Rollo Armstrong/Ayalah Bentovim

作曲：Maxi Jazz/Rollo Armstrong/Ayalah Bentovim

When I arrive eyes wide fired up

Tried not to slide and let this side down

Now the planes on the ground

I'll find a good profession It's 1957

I've come to the mother land to make a home

To put my bed in

This weather does my head in

Some people are less than kind

I wish mamma was here so I could unwind

But I'm supposed to be the good news

So I lace up these hard black shoes

And look more work

The streets where never paved with gold

They simply make my feet hurt

They just make my feet hurt

Just a little money in my pocket

And a little bit left for those I love

To have enough food on my table

And a little bit more for those who call

And in this land of hope and glory

You'd think there's enough for us all

You'd think there's enough for us all

When I arrive eyes wide petrified

Tried not to cry and let this side down

Now the planes on the ground

It's 20 years later

Mamma's in the arrival lounge

I take a few seconds to kiss her

Then look around at what's

Happened to my home town

What's going on

But papa doesn't look too strong

Rush home in a cab windows up

Now I hear dad cough

We gotta get in before they switch

The lights and water off

For the night

I have to get to know the guard dogs

Cause they bite

Progress just passed us by to the right

Just a little money in my pocket

And a little bit left for those I love

To have enough food on my table

And a little bit more for those who call

And in this land of hope and glory

You'd think there's enough for us all

You'd think there's enough for us all

Just a little money in my pocket

And a little bit left for those I love

To have enough food on my table

And a little bit more for those who call

And in this land of hope and glory

You'd think there's enough for us all

You'd think there's enough for us all