The End Of The Rainbow

Richard Thompson

Composición de: Richard Thompson
I feel for you, you little horror 
Safe at your mother's breast 
No lucky break for you around the corner 
'Cos your father is a bully 
And he thinks that you're a pest 
And your sister, she's no better than a whore 

Life seems so rosy in the cradle 
but I'll be a friend, I'll tell you what's in store 
There's nothing at the end of the rainbow 
There's nothing to grow up for anymore 

Tycoons and barrow boys will rob you 
And throw you on the side 
And all because they love themselves sincerely 
And the man holds a bread-knife 
Up to your throat, is four feet wide 
And he's anxious just to show you what it's for 

Your mother works so hard to make you happy 
But take a look outside the nursery door 
There's nothing at the end of the rainbow 
There's nothing to grow up for anymore 

All the sad and empty faces 
That pass you on the street 
All running in their sleep, all in a dream 
Every loving handshake 
Is just another man to beat 
How your heart aches just to cut him to the core 

Life seems so rosy in the cradle 
but I'll be a friend, I'll tell you what's in store 
There's nothing at the end of the rainbow 
There's nothing to grow up for anymore
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