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Thea Gilmore - Bulletin Britain lyrics
Hello anger its me I've been calling almost an hour 
 I left a message on your machine 
 Yeah, well I guess you're out 
 Heard a black guy got killed today 
 Struck by nine and dead by one 
 We all bleed red don't we 
 No matter what side of town we're from 
 We're from
 And I was driving out of town 
 Listening to the radio 
 And somebody wanted to know 
 Why does the whole country stand accused 
 And just as the answer was coming back 
 I passed under I railway bridge 
 And the words got lost in a flood of static 
 We washed our hands, disguised the bruise 
 And I should have known we'd never do it 
 Never see humanity as some screwball work of art 
 We've gotta pick our shades and choose our pigments 
 That's bulletin Britain rallying round its colour chart 
 We've been hanging on each news report shaking our
 heads and loading blanks 
 It's been slowly gaining interest in the public memory banks Thea Gilmore - Bulletin Britain - http://motolyrics.com/thea-gilmore/bulletin-britain-lyrics.html
 So that if we just close our eyes then we may all be absolved 
 Don't talk to us about blame,
 in fact don't talk at all; there problem solved 
 And I should have known we'd never do it 
 Never see humanity as some screwball work of art 
 We've gotta pick our shades and choose our pigments 
 That's bulletin Britain rallying round its colour chart 
 And they're coming to the door spilling names and what they've learned 
 And she's muttering her 'thank you's even as the deadbolt turned 
 I should have known we'd never do it 
 Never see humanity as some screwball work of art 
 We've gotta pick our shades and choose our pigments 
 That's bulletin Britain rallying round its colour chart 
 We need our borders, our specifics 
 We've got each culture on a population graph 
 Branding the ?them and us? with extremist hieroglyphics 
 And that's bulletin Britain rallying round its colour chart
 Hello anger its me I've been calling almost an hour 
 Left a message on your machine 
 Yeah, well I guess you're out









