Kill the Messenger (Live)

Lyrics

[Intro] A-one, a-two, guitars just me and you [Verse 1] The messenger came with bad news from the front Said, "The soldiers are starving, their swords are all blunt They need a show of support or some futile sign That's what they told me to tell you Yeah, not even the words were mine" [Verse 2] The messenger came with bad news from the war He said, "The fine young men forgot what they were fighting for They don't wanna bе stars on your TV screen That's the general feeling, plеase don't blame it on me" [Chorus] And the family said, "One and one is two There's nothing left for us to do Since we can blame it all on you We will kill the messenger" Kill the messenger Kill the messenger We'll kill the messenger [Verse 3] The messenger came with bad news from your town Said, "The phone-lines are on strike, the doormen are all down They've turned your den of thieves into a temple (Bummer) They need someone of stature who can set them an example" [Chorus] And the people said, "Two and two is four Don't tell us any more We all know the score We will kill the messenger" Kill the messenger Kill the messenger Kill the messenger [Verse 4] Someone brought the news to the messenger's folks Said, "Your son's been killed two times" They said, "Is that a joke?" He said, "No He was the victim of ignorant minds Well, I hate to bring such bad news Well, please don't think me unkind" [Chorus] And the family said, "One and one is two There's nothing left for us to do Since we're here we can blame it on you We will kill the messenger" Kill the messenger Kill the messenger We will kill the messenger (Yeah, yeah) Kill the messenger Kill the messenger We'll kill the messenger [Outro] We'll kill the messenger So if you want to send a message, text me 'Cause it's a heat wave That's how musicians applaud each other.  Every election, for years, there's ever been, whoever I've voted for, and possibly you too know because there was a Clinton era here, everyone I've voted for has last. It's happened to me for years and years and years in my life when I was voting, of voting age in England. Since I've moved here I don't use your American system. And um, this song was written after one of those many Thatcherite failures. Sorry, I sound a bit like Billy Bragg for a second there. My mistake. (Nah, it's okay!)