Τρία αριστουργήματα από το all-time classic άλμπουμ ντεμπούτο των Sound, κυκλοφορημένο το 1980 – αντηχούσε στ’ αυτιά μου χτες βράδυ “για κάποιο λόγο”.
Three masterpieces from the all-time classic debut album by The Sound – it resonated in my ears last night “for some reason”.

00:00 Missiles 05:28 Heartland 09:02 I Can’t Escape Myself

MISSILES
Deep in the country
The factories hide
Where they make the missiles
That run our lives
Who the hell makes those missiles?
Who the hell makes those missiles?
Who the hell makes those missiles?
When they know what they can do
They’ve got the money
They’ve got the know-how
It’s all above our heads
It’s coming down now
Who the hell makes those missiles?
Who the hell makes those missiles? Missiles
Who the hell makes those missiles?
When they know what they can do
Missiles cause damage
And make an eerie sound
Missiles leave carnage
Where there once was a town
Who the hell makes those missiles?
Who the hell makes those missiles? Missiles
Who the hell makes those missiles?
When they know what they can do
Who the hell makes them?
Who the hell makes them?
Who the hell makes those missiles?
When they know what they can do?

HEARTLAND
Setting out
City in your sight,
You want an overview
Of the underground
The pressure’s off
So your feelings rise,
You got to hit that peak
Before you crash back down
You got to believe
You got to believe
You got to believe
You got to believe in a heartland
In a heartland
All mixed up
In the heartland heat,
In a chemistry of
Commotion and style,
You’ re thrown in
You’ve got to lose yourself
Before you find yourself
Back in exile,
You got to believe
You got to believe
You got to believe
You got to believe in a heartland
In a heartland
You got to believe
You got to believe
You got to believe
You got to believe in a heartland
In a heartland
In a heartland
I said You got to believe in a heartland

I CAN’T ESCAPE MYSELF
So many feelings pent up in here
Left all alone, I’m with the one I most fear
I’m sick and I’m tired of reasoning
Just want to break out, shake off this skin
I, I can’t
Escape myself
All my problems loom larger than life
I can’t swallow another slice
Seems like my shadow mocks every stride
I learn to live with what’s trapped inside
I, I can’t
Escape myself
So many feelings pent up in here
Left all alone, I’m with the one I most fear
I’m sick and I’m tired of reasoning
Just want to break out, shake off this skin
I, I can’t
Escape myself
I, I can’t
Escape myself
I, I can’t
Escape myself

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