In a manger like Christ I lay
Yellow fever, yellow hay
Feel the rhythm, sweetest sound
Making, breaking sacred ground
I'd give you a piece of my love for free
But whatever I say you'll never see
Acquire a taste for a different sound
Make or break it this side of town
Life will never be the same
In Port-Royal town, I hear it coming
The shaking of the ground
They're stealing in the day
In Port-Royal town, the children are running
Ever strange the lives we lead
So detached from the things we need
Signs of greed in everyone
Instant eviction and the blood on a gun
Just when you think you've found it
Spinning world I want to spin around it
What is wrong? This pain won't peel
The fibres of my life won't heal
New Order - Times Change Lyrics
New Order - Times Change Lyrics
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In a manger like Christ I lay
Yellow fever, yellow hay
Feel the rhythm, sweetest sound
Making, breaking sacred ground
I'd give you a piece of my love for free
But whatever I say you'll never see
Acquire a taste for a different sound
Make or break it this side of town
Life will never be the same
In Port-Royal town, I hear it coming
The shaking of the ground
They're stealing in the day
In Port-Royal town, the children are running
Ever strange the lives we lead
So detached from the things we need
Signs of greed in everyone
Instant eviction and the blood on a gun
Just when you think you've found it
Spinning world I want to spin around it
What is wrong? This pain won't peel
The fibres of my life won't heal
Yellow fever, yellow hay
Feel the rhythm, sweetest sound
Making, breaking sacred ground
I'd give you a piece of my love for free
But whatever I say you'll never see
Acquire a taste for a different sound
Make or break it this side of town
Life will never be the same
In Port-Royal town, I hear it coming
The shaking of the ground
They're stealing in the day
In Port-Royal town, the children are running
Ever strange the lives we lead
So detached from the things we need
Signs of greed in everyone
Instant eviction and the blood on a gun
Just when you think you've found it
Spinning world I want to spin around it
What is wrong? This pain won't peel
The fibres of my life won't heal