State Radio - Riddle In Londontown lyrics

Heard of a land held by a troubled hand Where the whiskey runs the coal Don't you dare go ask the newsman Cause he'll tell you everything He don't know She was the daughter of the second american revolution A tall girl with a stones constitution And when she looked into their eyes to see She know she ain't never going back to what she believe To what you believe So go and riddle me over I'm a man got nothing to show for My work in the ground In this here londontown So go and riddle me over I'm a man got nothing to show for My work in the ground Got my back to the fire But it ain't the bridges that are falling down They said they would never fight no more After the day she went away What in the world are we all fighting for If we don't give they're going to take So go and riddle me over I'm a man got nothing to show for My work in the ground In this here londontown So go and riddle me over I'm a man got nothing to show for My work in the ground Got my back to the fire and my feet on the ground But it ain't the bridges that are falling down It's just another It's just a Go and riddle me over Go and riddle me over I'm a man got nothing to show for My work in the ground Got my back to the fire But it ain't the bridges that are falling down Say that again You say that again Oh what's left to hold in place Say that again Say that again Oh what's left to hold in place Say that again Say that again Oh what's left to hold in place Say that again Say that again Oh what's left to hold in place