Falling Back In Fields Of Rape Lyrics - Current 93

War! (repeated many times)

In a foreign town,
In a foreign land,
Reaping time had come,
In fields of swaying rape

It could not happen here!
Pushed to one side with the flick of a wrist
Out of sight and out of mind.

Falling back in fields of rape!

In yellow heads of blossom,
Mothers, babies bleeding!
You stand there laughing,
Unquestioning, unconfronting.
Poetic lines on the art of dying
Falling back in fields of rape!
Falling back in fields of rape!

That was the way
And those were the horrors!
As daddy went a-reaping
In nodding heads of rape
No mark on your spotless conscience
No blemmish on your immaculate body,
Untouched by sight or sound of misery
Close the eyes! Shift the responsibility!
It was not you! It was not you!!

Falling back in fields of rape!
Falling back in fields of rape, my children!
Falling back in fields of rape!

It could not happen here!
Pushed to one side with the flick of a wrist
Out of sight and out of mind.
Falling back in fields of rape!
Poetic lines on the art of dying

Falling back in fields of rape!
Falling back in fields of rape!

That was the way
And those were the horrors!
As daddy went a-reaping
In nodding heads of rape
No mark on your spotless conscience
No blemmish on your immaculate body,
Untouched by sight or sound of misery
Close the eyes! Shift the responsibility!
It was not you!

Falling back in fields of rape!
Falling back in fields of rape, my children!
Falling back in fields of rape!
Falling back in fields of rape!
Falling back in fields of rape!
Falling back in fields of rape!
Falling back in fields of rape!

[Falling back in fields of rape!]

Here we go 'round the mulberry bush
the mulberry bush, the mulberry bush
Here we go 'round the mulberry bush
on a cold and frosty morning!
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Here we go 'round the mulberry bush
the mulberry bush, the mulberry bush
Here we go 'round the mulberry bush
on a cold and frosty morning!

Here we go 'round the mulberry bush
the mulberry bush, the mulberry bush
Here we go 'round the mulberry bush
on a cold and frosty morning!

Here we go 'round the mulberry bush
the mulberry bush, the mulberry bush
Here we go 'round the mulberry bush
on a cold and frosty morning!

In a foreign town,
In a foreign land,
Reaping time had come,
Falling back in fields of rape!
Falling back in fields of rape, my love!

And that was the way
And those were the horrors!
As daddy went a-reaping
Falling back in fields of rape!
Falling back in fields of rape, my children!

Crushed, crushed, crushed in mud and wars
Mothers, children bleeding!
You stand there laughing!
Falling back in fields of rape!
Falling back in fields of rape!
Falling back in fields of rape!

[Falling back in fields of rape! (repeated many times)]

Never eating, bags of bones dying quietly
Homeless, drinking foul water
Sorting garbage with flies in heat
Raped, axed, burned with acid
Locked away for thirty years
Thrown out of a helicopter
Forced to lay [unintelligible]
Castrated, burned alive,
Killed so easily by firing squads

In a foreign town,
In a foreign land,
Reaping time has come,
They're falling back in fields of rape
In fields of rape, they're falling back!
In fields of rape, my love

And this is our way,
And these are the horrors
As we go a-reaping

They're falling back in fields of rape
In fields of rape, they're falling back!
In fields of rape, my darling

And crushed, crushed, crushed in mud and wars
Still you stand there laughing!

They're falling back in fields of rape
In fields of rape, they're falling back!
In fields of rape, my lovers

In fields of rape, the ravens descend
The yellow beak slashes corn
The sickles are sharpened and the cattle bleed
Our voices grow shriller and our eyes glitter

And in this last summer, the rapture descends
And father's mask has turned to grey
And mother's breasts are leper white
And children's laughter cracks
And reaping time has come

Body and Blood
Body and Blood
Body and Blood
Body and Mud
Body and Blood
Body and Mud

And Christ's Eyes, I am weary
And Christ's Eyes, I want to melt
Bleeding Jesus, be quick
be quick

And what would you do, my gentlest one? (x4)

[Falling back in fields of rape!
Falling back in fields of rape!]