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Billy Bragg

Ten Mysterious Photos That Can't Be Explained

 

Ten Mysterious Photos That Can't Be Explained

(альбом: The Million Things That Never Happened - 2021)


Now the angry old men
Say it was better back when
We used to Keep the Aspidstra Flying
Now it may be the case
That we can't change our bike
But there's surely no harm in trying

And ten mysterious photos that can't be explained
Are draining away the best of my day
And fragments of songs that I never wrote
Are wroting in the pockets of my winter coat

Now the world wide web is a wonderful thing
You're just a click away from all of the facts
But there's a downside if you've a curious mind
It's like heroin for auto-didacts

But ten mysterious photos that can't be explained
Are draining away the best of my day
And fragments of songs that I never wrote
Are wroting in the pockets of my winter coat

I've been down rabbit holes
I've seen the rabid trolls
Cackling in the twilight
Of the Age of Reason
One thing I've noticed
As I get older
Common sense, like art
Is in the eye of the beholder

Now the new breed of man
Nothings are flooding my screen
Now they skimmy this I'm God damn sure
They look like reasonable folks
But the next thing you know
Is they're screaming "I don't want your cure!"

And ten mysterious photos that can't be explained
Are draining away the best of my day
And fragments of songs that I never wrote
Are wroting in the pockets of my winter coat

The conspiracy acts
The cyberchondriacs
Gripped by their fear of their own imagination
They switched the filters off
Too much is not enough
You know that you can overdose on information

Ten mysterious photos that can't be explained
Are draining away the best of my day
And fragments of songs that I never wrote
Are wroting in the pockets of my winter coat

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