Grovel Grovel - текст песни
Grovel Grovel
JOSEPH:
I dreamed that in the fields one day, the corn gave me a sign
Your eleven sheaves of corn all turned and bowed to mine
I dreamed I saw eleven stars, the sun and moon and sky
Bowing down before my star -- and now I realize why
How do I know where you come from? You could be spies
Telling me that you are hungry -- that could be lies
How do I know who you are?
Why do you think I should help you? Would you help me?
Why on earth should I believe you? I've no guarantee
BROTHERS:
Grovel, grovel, cringe, bow, stoop, fall
Worship, worship, beg, kneel, sponge, crawl
We are just eleven brothers, good men and true
Though we know we count for nothing when up next to you
Honesty's our middle name
Life is slowly ebbing from us, hope's almost gone
It's getting very hard to see us from sideways on
Grovel, grovel, cringe, bow, stoop, fall
Worship, worship, beg, kneel, sponge, crawl
JOSEPH:
I rather like the way you're talking, astute and sincere
Suddenly your tragic story gets me right here
BROTHERS:
This is what we hoped you'd say
JOSEPH:
All this tugging at my heartstrings seems quite justified
I shall give you what you came for and lots more beside
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