Refugee

Album cover art for "Refugee" by Edgar Broughton Band

Edgar Broughton Band - Rock, UK Rock

Refugee

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[Verse 1] The promise was a word, the word was fine Fine became a line, too fine to take it easy Easy was food, food was warm Warm became a weapon behind a locked door with the cold turned on With the cold turned on, with the cold turned on, with the cold turned on, Lord Then the word was a lie Turned yellow, fell down, turned brown Turned black, black became a place nobody want to go, Lord Become a place nobody want to go [Chorus] [Humming] [Verse 2] They carried a star Star was gold, pickled in a jar Jar became a grave Grave turned hot - with the cold turned on With the cold turned on, with the cold turned on, with the cold turned on, Lord Then they burned like cold Coal was red, the red become the dead The dead became a legend The rest left home Home become a body around their bones [Chorus] [Humming]

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  • Edgar Broughton