PJ Harvey - The Ministry Of Social Affairs Lyrics






See them sitting, in the rain
As the sky is darkening
Three lines of traffic are edging past
The ministry of social affairs
At a junction on the ground
An amputee and a pregnant hound
Sit by the young men with withered arms
As if death had already passed

Through every alleyway, and left
A million beggars silhouettes
Near where the money changers sit
By their locked glass cabinets
What has happened, let go and ask
The ministry of social affairs
Near where the money changers sit
By their locked glass cabinets

That's what they want, oh yeah
Money, honey
That's what they want, oh yeah
Money, honey
That's what they want, oh yeah
Money, honey
That's what they want, oh yeah
Money, honey
That's what they want, oh yeah
Money, honey
That's what they want, oh yeah
Money, honey





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    Great song, underrated album.

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    Amazing how she recovered from that "white chalk " fau=ilure, Two master pieces in a roll!

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    @Fernanda Ramos White chalk is not a failure lol

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    @Vinyl Diary666 Just a matter of opinion. For me it is, I can't stand listening to it, but it certainly is a success for you and PJ Harvey.

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    @Fernanda Ramos Well, it's not my favorite ... but I love all her phases, it's an outstanding artist.

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    @Vinyl Diary666 Agree. She is my favourite singer of all times. But I dont think the white chalk is so creative like her other albums. In my opiniom, it lacks the rithm experimentation that you can hear in all other works. It was a real dissapointment for me, but Let England Shake and H6DP , for me, are masterpieces.

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    " See them sitting, in the rain
    As the sky is darkening
    Three lines of traffic are edging past
    The ministry of social affairs
    At a junction on the ground
    An amputee and a pregnant hound
    Sit by the young men with withered arms
    As if death had already passed

    Through every alleyway, and left
    A million beggars silhouettes
    Near where the money changers sit
    By their locked glass cabinets
    What has happened, let go and ask
    The ministry of social affairs
    Near where the money changers sit
    By their locked glass cabinets

    That's what they want, oh yeah
    Money, honey
    ... "