Promised Land - Big Country

The happy time

All our people are here

All the gifts that they bring

All the songs that we sing

Hollow blessings will ring

The killing time

All the bystanders hide

Everything on the slide

Mad and tired inside

Still a laugh of false pride

Would it take that pretty smile away from your face

Would it turn that pretty laughter into tears

Is there still a need for sorrow in the promised land

Will there always be tomorrow in the promised land

Well there’s just too many things I’m afraid to ask

Lying time

No more thought for a vow

One more break of a bough

One more voice asking how

Who is listening now

Would it take that pretty smile away from your face

Would it turn that pretty laughter into tears

Is there still a need for sorrow in the promised land

Will there always be tomorrow in the promised land

Well there’s just too many things I’m afraid to ask

Money time

One more judge takes his price

One more room filled with ice

And sadistical vice

One more child without voice

Would it take that pretty smile away from your face

Would it turn that pretty laughter into tears

Is there still a need for sorrow in the promised land

Will there always be tomorrow in the promised land

Well there’s just too many things I’m afraid to ask

Is there still a need for sorrow in the promised land

Will there always be tomorrow in the promised land

Well there’s just too many things I’m afraid to ask