Gifts And Telegrams Lyrics

Gifts And Telegrams lyrics

Small wooden building,
on a road in the middle of nowhere;
trees catch
fire,quite close by,
the sun bleaches your bones.
cattle
grazing,cattle bells ring,
the sound of choirs gathering,
their
teaching everyone
to sing along
with queen victoria's hymns of
praise.
Small wooden building,
where another one recieves the
cane,
another one can't add 2 and 2,yet,
another one can't quite
spell his name.
the missionary laughs;
some children laugh,
some
children cry,
they run along,behind his moped,
whistling and waving
him goodbye,
goodbye..goodbye..goodbye...
Large concrete
building,now,
we send them more incentives,
we send them gifts,and
telegrams,
saying 'do come to england'
we'll meet you at the
airport,
we'll greet you at the quay,
with promise of a job,a
house,
food and education.