الأغاني:
Frampton Peter Thank You Mr Churchill

I've walked on black ice And I have slipped I walk on egg shells When I know I'm eloquent I've been through blackouts Hoping they were dreams I've been

imagine When taking 'bout strangers Against your will You swallow in silence With petrified tears Bound and so still God knows what you're thinking This life as you

want you treading on me I don't want you spitting on me None of this you would ever Do face to face Yes, I'm different from what I read And then you

I want to thank you, Mr. Churchill For making sure that I was born Thanks for the innocence that made us feel secure But time is wasting, hope is hungry

to fall Life calls you on the carpet What else can you do? And such a string of bad luck I'm due a you (I'm due a you) All through the day, I'll be