Letras de canciones de U2

SILVER AND GOLD - U2

SILVER AND GOLD


  
  In the shit house a shotgun
  Praying hands hold me down
  Only the hunter was hunted
  In this tin can town
  Tin can town
  
  No stars in the black night
  Looks like the sky fell down
  No sun in the daylight
  Looks like it's chained to the ground
  Chained to the ground
  The warden said:
   The exit is sold.
  If you want a way out,
  Silver and gold. 
  
  Broken back to the ceiling
  Broken nose to the floor
  I scream at the silence, it's crawling
  It crawls under the door
  There's a rope around my neck
  And there's a trigger in your gun
  Jesus say something
  I am someone, I am someone
  I am someone
  
  Captain and kings
  In the ships hold
  They came to collect
  Silver and gold
  Silver and gold
  
  Seen the coming and the going
  Seen them captains and the kings
  See them navy blue uniforms
  See them bright and shiny things
  Bright shiny things
  
  The temperature is rising
  The fever white hot
  Mister, I ain't got nothing
  But it's more than you got
  
  Chains no longer bind me
  Not the shackles at my feet
  Outside are the prisoners
  Inside the free
  Set them free
  Set them free
  
  A prize fighter in a corner is told
  Hit where it hurts
  Silver and gold
  Silver and gold
  
  Yep, silver and gold. This song was written in a hotel room in  New York city 'round the time a friend of ours, Little Steven,  was
  putting together a record of artists against apartheid. This is a  song written about a man in a shanty town outside of
  Johannesburg. A man who's sick and tired of looking down the  barrel of white South Africa. A man who is at the point where
  he is ready to take up arms against his oppressor. A man who has  lost faith in the peacemakers of the west while they argue
  and while they fail to support a man like bishop Tutu and his  request for economic sanctions against South Africa.
  Am I buggin' you? I don't mean to bug ya.
  Okay Edge, play the blues.