New Model Army are an English post-punk/alternative rock band formed in Bradford, West Yorkshire in 1980 by its lead singer and main composer Justin Sullivan. Their name was taken form Oliver Cromwell's anti-royalist military force.
New Model Army played their first gig in Bradford on October 23rd 1980. Its founding members were Justin Sullivan, Stuart Morrow and Phil Tompkins. The threesome had already been together for a couple of years in a number of Bradford bands with other musicians and singers but in the Autumn of 1980
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------------------- @song name: all of this @band/artist name: new model army @sender name: Juergen Bohn, Karlsruhe ------------------- @album name: Ghost of Cain @singer name: Sullivan ------------------- @file type: Chords & lyrics for guitar. @file format: Plain text. -------------------
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-------------------------------------------- All of this / New Model Army (Ghost of Cain) --------------------------------------------
[Verse 1] Am There's a sentry in a uniform E To watch the VIPs along the wall Am Strategical discussions taking place E Behind the steel plated wall Dm The agents issue the statements Bb To the waiting press who circulate the words Am Justification propaganda E Western foreign policy across the world
[Chorus] Dm In the name of the people C All of this done Dm In the name of the people C All of this done
[Verse 2] They read their books and study hard Cigarettes lit in the claustrophobic gloom West of the University Road The world outside is ghost-like in the room Frustrated and impatient and Intelligence sharp and twisted like a child Death is an aphrodiasiac now The fuses on the table slowly wired
[Chorus] In the name of the people...
[Special] AmBbDm (Bb) Hold me tight, hold me fast AmBb Standing here on the wrong side Dm (Bb) Of this bullet-proof glass AmBEm There are no questions left for us to ask
[Verse 3] It's soldiers' night at the discotheque Pick up a girl and drink to home afar Spending money like water On the watered drinks available at the bar The ones who never were given much Never asked much of anything in recall But there's a black bag in the corner And it doesn't belong to anyone here at all