P.J. HARVEY – Let England Shake


And laugh out loud,
And the birds are silent in the branches,
And by the shores
And laugh out loud,
England’s dancing days are done.
Pack up your troubles, and let’s head out
To the fountain of death
Let England shake, weighted down with silent dead.
I fear our blood won’t rise again.
And splash about, swim back forth
And the insects are courting
Smile, smile Bobby, with your lovely mouth.
Heavy stones are falling.
The West’s asleep.
Another day, Bobby, for you to come, home
To the fountain of death
And tell me, indifference has won won won.
Won’t rise again
Until the day is ending,
Smile, smile Bobby, with your lovely mouth.
And splash about, swim back forth
Pack up your troubles, and let’s head out