Les paroles de la chanson
« All in your rows »
The Maccabees

So, it’s stars and crosses,
Reasoning for losses,
You learn right from wrong,
And then you write the book yourself,
Right the wrongs, you know,
And then you’re all in your rows,
All in your rows, (x3)

Domination favorin’ with war-torn tradition,
Picking holes in holy,
And in blinkered vision,
You left us standing with no understanding,
There’s no give,
Here’s no give,
And then you’re all in your rows,
All in your rows, (x3)

The cityscape and countryside,
You’ve got local boys, they’re going nationwide,
So here’s your church,
And here’s your steeple,
And you’re locking your doors,
To keep in all the people, let them go.