One Hundred Years (Pornography Demos 1981) Lyrics & Tabs by The Cure
One Hundred Years (Pornography Demos 1981)
guitar chords lyrics
It doesn't matter if we all die
Ambition in the back of a black car
In a high building there is so much to do
Going home time, a story on the radio
Something small falls out -
of your mouth, and we laugh
A prayer for something better (x2)
Please love me - Meet my mother
But the fear takes hold
Creeping up the stairs in the dark
Waiting for the death blow (x3)
Stroking your hair as the patriots are shot
Fighting for freedom on television
Sharing the world with slaughtered pigs
Have we got everything?
Fighting for freedom on television
Sharing the world with slaughtered pigs
Have we got everything?
She struggles to get away . . .
The pain, and the creeping feeling
A little black haired girl waiting for Saturday
The death of her father pushing her
Pushing her white face into the mirror
Aching inside me and turn me round
Just like the old days (x4)
Caressing an old man & painting a lifeless face
Just a piece of new meat in a clean room
The soldiers close in under a yellow moon
All shadows & deliverance under a black flag
A hundred years of blood, Crimson
The ribbon tightens round my throat
I open my mouth and my head bursts open
A sound like a tiger - Thrashing in the water, (x2)
Over and over, we die one after the other (x2)
One after the other (x4) ...It feels like,
A hundred years, (x5) ...One hundred years
