Soldier-Angelic Upstarts

[ti:Soldier (Manchester Square Demo)] [ar:Angelic Upstarts] [al:Still From The Heart] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.24]Soldier (Manchester Square Demo) - Angelic Upstarts [00:01.39]Written by：Andrews [00:01.71] [00:12.99]In a station in the city a British soldier stood [00:17.01] [00:18.13]Talking to the people there if the people would [00:22.09] [00:23.20]Some just stared in hatred and others turned in pain [00:27.16] [00:28.31]And the lonely British soldier wished he was back home again [00:32.41] [00:33.42]Come join the British army said the posters in his town [00:37.59] [00:38.64]See the world and have your come serve before the crown [00:42.62] [00:43.69]The jobs were hard to come by and could not face the dole [00:47.74] [00:48.77]So he took his country's shilling and enlisted on the roll [00:52.47] [00:53.91]But there was no fear of fighting the empire long was lost [00:58.01] [00:58.88]Just ten years in the army getting paid for being bossed [01:02.98] [01:03.89]Then leave a man experienced a man who's made the grade [01:07.92] [01:08.90]A medal and a pension some memories and a trade [01:12.94] [01:13.92]Then came the call to Ireland as the call had came before [01:17.87] [01:18.85]Another bloody chapter in an endless civil war [01:22.77] [01:23.77]The priests they stood on both [01:25.51]Sides the priests they stood behind [01:27.80] [01:28.86]Another fight in Jesus name the blind against the blind [01:32.74] [01:33.84]The soldier stood between them between the whistling stones [01:37.70] [01:38.74]And then the broken bottles that led to broken bones [01:42.79] [01:43.84]The petrol bombs that burnt [01:45.82]His hands the nails that pierced his skin [01:47.89] [01:48.89]And now wished that he'd stayed at home [01:51.33]Surrounded by his kin [01:52.72] [01:53.98]The station filled with people the soldier soon was bored [01:57.81] [01:58.82]But better in the station than where the people warred [02:02.76] [02:03.84]The room filled up with mothers [02:05.39] [02:06.30]With daughters and with sons [02:07.82] [02:08.85]Who stared with itchy fingers at the soldier and his gun [02:12.80] [02:13.97]A yell of fear a screech of brakes the shattering of glass [02:17.69] [02:18.94]The window of the station broke to let the package pass [02:22.90] [02:23.90]A scream came from the mothers as they ran towards the door [02:27.99] [02:29.02]Dragging children crying from the bomb upon the floor [02:32.85] [02:33.97]The soldier stood and could not move his gun he could not use [02:37.86] [02:38.86]He knew the bomb had seconds and not minutes on the fuse [02:42.65] [02:43.82]He could not run to pick it up and throw it in the street [02:47.69] [02:48.53]There were far too many people there too many running feet [02:52.57] [02:53.79]Take cover yelled the soldier take cover for your lives [02:57.64] [02:58.59]And the Irishmen threw down their [03:00.89]Young and stood before their wives [03:02.78] [03:03.79]They turned towards the soldier their eyes alive with fear [03:07.91] [03:08.76]For god's sake save children they'll end their short lives here [03:12.95] [03:13.82]The soldier moved towards the bomb his stomach like a stone [03:17.80] [03:18.93]Why was this his battle god why was he alone [03:22.74] [03:23.98]He lay down on the package and he murmured one farewell [03:28.10] [03:29.12]To those at home in England to those he loved so well [03:33.12] [03:34.31]He saw the sights of summer felt the wind upon his brow [03:38.18] [03:39.30]The young girls in the city parks how precious were they now [03:43.41] [03:44.40]The soaring of the swallow the beauty of the swan [03:48.29] [03:49.45]The music of the turning world so soon would it be gone [03:53.32] [03:54.53]A muffled soft explosion and the room began to quake [03:58.36] [03:59.41]The soldier blown across the floor his blood a crimson lake [04:03.44] [04:04.34]They never heard him cry or shout never heard him moan [04:08.30] [04:09.21]And they turned their children's faces from [04:11.69]The blood and from the bones [04:13.23] [04:14.41]The crowd outside soon gathered and the ambulances came [04:18.45] [04:19.42]To carry off the body of a pawn lost to the game [04:23.37] [04:24.20]And the crowd they clapped and cheered [04:26.59]And they sang their rebel songs [04:28.54] [04:29.50]One soldier less to interfere where he did not belong [04:33.41] [04:34.59]But will the children growing up learn at their mothers knees [04:38.69] [04:39.56]The story of that soldier who bought their liberty [04:43.42] [04:44.53]Who used his youthful body as a means towards the end [04:48.83] [04:49.72]Who gave his life to those who called him murderer not friend