They will give you what you need
They will run your life
They will get you where they want to
On the cross you'll die
Oh, what a game a fair frame
Consumed into a single flame
When you're blind
When you're kind
The future and the reasons
Will they change the seasons ?
The law has made it very clear
Save your breath for the next try
They will try you with fanatic threats
To make you sigh
Oh, what a game a fair frame
Consumed into a single flame
When you're blind
When you're kind
The future and the reasons
Will they change the seasons ?
They want your face for a magazine
They want my voice for their fears
I want the world's news to be
A different truth in different ears
What a game a fair frame
Consumed into a single flame
When you're blind
When you're kind
The future and the reasons
They won't change the seasons
Recorded and mixed at Strongroom,
120 Curtain Road,
London,
1985-03-00—1985-04-00
Producer: John Cale
Arrangements: The Faction
Engineer: Dave Young
Nico: chanteuse, harmonium
James Young [James Edward]: keyboards
Graham Dids [ex-Lupus]: percussion, old suitcase, pots, pans, kettles
+ John Cale: vocals (Side 1, track 1)
+ Ian Carr: trumpet (Side 1, track 4. Side 2, track 3)
Thanks to Alan
© 1996-2011
Serge Mironneau