BROKEN BONES LYRICS

"Treading Underfoot"

An artist paints a picture
Of a battlefield after war,
Misplaced limbs, the stench of corpses,
Yet our Leaders seek for more,
Hung in a gallery a portrait to notice
But not to admire
A portrait unleashing the hatred
Of our leaders war desire

Treading Underfoot
They're treading underfoot
Treading Underfoot
They're treading underfoot

An artist paints a picture
Of our leaders in England,
Misplaced minds, the stench of deception,
Yet they still stay in command,
Hung in a gallery a portrait to notice,
A Portrait to hate,
A portrait containing the misery
Of our declining, governing state,

Treading Underfoot
They're treading underfoot
Treading Underfoot
They're treading underfoot

[Solo]

Treading Underfoot
They're treading underfoot
Treading Underfoot
They're treading underfoot

Now he paints a picture cos
he's dead like all the rest,
The paintings are worth thousands,
He must have ranked amongst the best,
The Government tried to ban them
And we what for,
So stand and speak your mind
cos we don't want their war

Treading Underfoot
They're treading underfoot
Treading Underfoot
They're treading underfoot

Thanks to Manic Samson for these lyrics

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