Back to The Kellaways
(Words and Music : Alf Davies)
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Going down a lonely road now Going to the end of the line (beyond the pale) Opened up a racial window Looking back to earlier times (beyond the pale) The drums of mindless hate are beating loud An ignorance of which the owner's proud We love a fair go – my head is bowed (beyond the pale) Opened up Pandora's worms here We will pay for hundreds of years (beyond the pale) You could call it our blackest moment Resurrected, archaic fears (beyond the pale) The condescending private schoolboy smirk The problem is they just don't want to work Give 'em just a sniff – they go beserk (beyond the pale) |
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Mandatory jail (for kids and mums, the sick) Mandatory fail (at school, relationships) Mandatory live with less (of what we all have) Mandatory early death (we always take the very best) |
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Once you go here you can't turn back Alabama's surprisingly near (beyond the pale) Some had better stay in the outback While we shed our crocodile tears (beyond the pale) The patronising fake indignant claim I'm OK and I'm surely not to blame The same old excuse – pathetic, lame (beyond the pale) |
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Mandatory jail (for kids and mums, the sick) Mandatory fail (at school, relationships) Mandatory live with less (of what we all have) Mandatory early death (we always take the very best) Beyond the pale, beyond the pale, beyond the pale, beyond the pale |
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