Riddle Me Songtext
von UB40
Riddle Me Songtext
Riddle me who, riddle me why
Answer me this, who owns the chains that bind your wings?
Riddle me who, riddle me why
Answer again, riddle me who filled the machine that washed your brain?
Your parents did before then, your parents lit the flame
They said do your best, you must pass the
Test, you must learn to play the game
They scrimped and saved and suffered to send you off school
But it had got the color of the class and a different set of rules
Riddle me who, riddle me why
Answer me this, who owns the chains that bind your wings?
Riddle me who, riddle me why
Answer again, riddle me who filled the machine that washed your brain?
They taught a simple system, why they had and you had not
They said know your place, you can′t win the race
Life's an auction, you′re the lot If you never thought to question, they would never answer why
When they buy your sweat, you are in
Their debt, and they own you till you die
Riddle me who, riddle me why
Answer me this, who owns the chains that bind your wings?
Riddle me who, riddle me why
Answer again, riddle me who filled the machine that washed your brain?
Took the blind and sick and everything they fed
Worked day and night for most your life to earn their daily bread
Now you're old and weary and we lay you down to sleep
With body worn and spirit gone, what's left is yours to keep
Riddle me who, riddle me why
Answer me this, who owns the chains that bind your wings?
Riddle me who, riddle me why
Answer again, riddle me who filled the machine that washed your brain?
Answer me this, who owns the chains that bind your wings?
Riddle me who, riddle me why
Answer again, riddle me who filled the machine that washed your brain?
Your parents did before then, your parents lit the flame
They said do your best, you must pass the
Test, you must learn to play the game
They scrimped and saved and suffered to send you off school
But it had got the color of the class and a different set of rules
Riddle me who, riddle me why
Answer me this, who owns the chains that bind your wings?
Riddle me who, riddle me why
Answer again, riddle me who filled the machine that washed your brain?
They taught a simple system, why they had and you had not
They said know your place, you can′t win the race
Life's an auction, you′re the lot If you never thought to question, they would never answer why
When they buy your sweat, you are in
Their debt, and they own you till you die
Riddle me who, riddle me why
Answer me this, who owns the chains that bind your wings?
Riddle me who, riddle me why
Answer again, riddle me who filled the machine that washed your brain?
Took the blind and sick and everything they fed
Worked day and night for most your life to earn their daily bread
Now you're old and weary and we lay you down to sleep
With body worn and spirit gone, what's left is yours to keep
Riddle me who, riddle me why
Answer me this, who owns the chains that bind your wings?
Riddle me who, riddle me why
Answer again, riddle me who filled the machine that washed your brain?
Writer(s): Terrence Oswald Wilson, Brian Travers, Jim Brown, Norman Hassan, Ali Campbell, Earl Falconer, Michael Virtue, Robin Campbell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com