[Lyric] You Know Me (Eliza Carthy)

(Which idiot put you in charge, anyway?
Here’s how we do it)

You say if we are good you will leave us alone
Oh, we say the same to your and your own
You can’t ignore us
You don’t speak for us
When you’re sitting up there on your cardboard throne

One dark night we all wept as the game fell to you
Hurt calling out in the blue, too
And you can’t ignore them
You won’t speak for them
No, the measure of honour is what you do

We bless the gardens, the green and the growing
We bless thе rivers that keep it all flowing
(That keep it all flowing)
Bless the gardеners that keep us all fed
(The gardeners that keep us all fed)
See what you get planting missiles instead
Not in my name
You know me
The doors are open and the fires are blazing
You know me
(I’m just like you)
No one ever turned away
Where are we?
We are home, we are home, we are not alone
The fruit in our garden is good
The fruit in our garden is good

The fruit in our garden, it swells in the skin
While we are here the world is our kin
I can’t ignore you
I won’t speak for you
But I’ll open the door, let the good light in

We were black as the dark, crying and weeping
Sick in our dreams, trouble sleeping
(Trouble sleeping)
Dreamed of our babes queueing up for their cans
With blood in their eyes, black holes in their hands

Tell you what, Mohammed
There’s a spare room at mine
And a chair by the fire, come dine
It’s a small London houseshare and the dinner won’t be posh
But the conversation’s wicked and the living room’s a [?], watch out
We’re a strange sort of family
And we’re washed out and jaded and our brain’s sort of angsty
And we’re boxed in, not used to knowing what our neighbours think
Many of us even are too broken by the cage to sing
Bear with us, remind us how to smile
In spite of all the entertainment here, it’s been a while
And if you feel to just sit, Mohammed, just sit
You’ve travelled long enough dreaming of justice, yeah
And I will give my shoes and my sandwich and my time
Come unfangle the traumas that are tangled in your spine
A cool breeze, for your bruised feet to renew
All things considered, it’s the least we could do
Truth
You know me
The doors are open and the fires are blazing
You know me
No one ever turned away
Where are we?
We are home, we are home, we are not alone
The fruit in our garden is good
The fruit in our garden is good

You know me
The doors are open and the fires are blazing
You know me
No one ever turned away
Where are we?
We are home, we are home, we are not alone
The fruit in our garden is good
The fruit in our garden is good

You know me
The doors are open and the fires are blazing
You know me
No one ever turned away
Where are we?
We are home, we are home, we are not alone
The fruit in our garden is good
The fruit in our garden is good
The fruit in our garden is good
The fruit in our garden is good