Drums Over London Songtext

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Drums Over London Songtext
The problem remains: what are they singing, shouting, the primitive ear, a million mistakes, foreign language, things are confused, I wish I could understand the words, soon it will be time to stop listening, it's time to lay our heads down. The teachers in school, the scientist men, they don't know the answer. They are taking our money and shaking their heads: What's the next question? Frustrated kids with a problem screaming, while the record spins and keeps the question alive. Now we're heading heaven for gods opinion, oh! what a surprise, he's a computer, very old model, he couldn't find the code to help us out of all our problems, so what else can we do, the record keeps singing: Drums over London.