Rose Melberg - Final Day (Young Marble Giants) Lyrics
When the rich die last,Like the rabbits running from a lucky pastFull of shadow cunningAnd the world lights upFor the final dayWe will all be poor, having had our sayPut a blanket up on the window paneWhen the baby cries lullaby againAs the light goes out on the final dayFor the people who never had a dayThere is so much noiseThere is too muc heatAnd the living floorThrows you off your feetAs the final day falls into the nightThere is peace outsideIn the narrow lightPut a blanket up on the window paneWhen the baby cries lullaby againAs the light goes out on the final dayFor the people who never had a day.