Nine - ¡Forward, Russia!

Hailed brilliant, another combination

I’m assured that it’s not your care

Hailed brilliant, another conversation

But they couldn’t touch your Hemingway

But they can’t distort our love again

But they can’t distort our love again

And the failure of the Nile to provide a modern life

Was the excuse that you’d waited for

And the failure of the Nile to distinguish black from white

Was enough to break your bows and arrows

Lost, lost, lost in a sea of conjuncture

Lost, lost, lost in a sea of conjuncture

Lost, lost, lost in a sea of conjuncture

Lost, lost, lost in a sea of conjuncture

Lost, lost, lost in a sea of conjuncture

Lost, lost, lost in a sea of conjuncture

Lost, lost, lost in a sea of conjuncture

Lost, lost, lost in a sea of conjuncture

Lost, lost, lost in a sea of conjuncture

Lost, lost, lost in a sea of conjuncture

Lost, lost, lost in a sea of conjuncture

Lost, lost, lost in a sea of conjuncture

Lost, lost, lost in a sea of conjuncture

Lost and you’re on your way

And the failure of the Nile to provide a modern life

Was the excuse that you’d waited for

And the failure of the Nile to distinguish black from white

Was enough to break your bows and arrows

Hailed brilliant, another combination

I’m assured that it’s not your care

Hailed brilliant, another conversation

But they couldn’t touch your Hemingway

Juncture

Juncture

And the failure of the Nile to provide a modern life

Was the excuse that you’d waited for

And the failure of the Nile to distinguish wrong from right

Was enough to break your bows and arrows down

To the earth, to the ground