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The earth is possessed
By the curse of the west Who devour Newpaper furniture Paparazzia by the hour But a man with a vision Believed That tomorrow's begun And has to be won And nobody here is reprieved O Chico, Chico Mendes The man in a million Stood in the way Stood his ground For the earth For the coming of day The chorus of dawn On the perch of each morning Receives A forest of tears As the joy reappears On their leaves And believes Sings his name And the tallest tree Forever stands Beyond the flame(s) North south east and west We can all reach the rest Every day Now is the change To set out together For a beautiful day Whoever saw it A different way Was a man in a nightmare Too numb to the future Of brilliant possibles Ever to share The same air As the men in the clay O Chico, Chico Mendes There are men who are more that just men |
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Miles away and gone
Half my life passed on A spirit now In leaves that blow And leaves a world To me to you To everyone |
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It's high time to fly
In the face of the lie It is over To slave for ideals That have long been ordeals Must be over So come on you man Don't be conned yet again Finding out you've got nowt... Must be over... for good Sometimes I vote For the man in the coat But I'm dreaming With community dead And rat race instead I'd be dreaming That I could be heard In the state of absurd Really dreaming... whacko... Right out there (For good?) You know in your heart of hearts In your vision In your children That you've gotta make a new start In this hour of decision If you are the tabloid Caught up in this typhoid Of cuckoo Still hoarding the butter In the mountains of muttering Voodoo Spreading this gospile According to hostile Well fuck you... fuck you You deserted the spirit forever... sheep Fuck you... for good Why don't you fuck off With your certified culture Whimping away to some Pasturised future Killing the airwaves Gannets for guano Shit for propaganda Radio dumbo The people who've got Three worlds on sale (just gimme) Would rip the fourth apart Re-package you Rip you off Flog the only heart In the sell out, the sell out Not brave enough to change it Too low down to inherit the earth So look in the mirror And tell me It's all going to happen That the doors of perception And justice Will finally open All by themselves Without lifting a finger Just by hoping... just by hoping... Opening Pandora's box... So fill all the forms in With misinformation and vanish Or pass to your children The code they will need to diminish The world that you knew That you brought them into For the anguish For the relish... for the fish... For all of us You know in your heart of hearts... etc So pull up a fire And throw down your gun The fourth world is here Soon there'll either be none Or one global village With faces as bright as the sun One global village With faces as bright as the sun |
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Cardboard city
Who gives a shit Cardboard city It's a hit Hoards of the medias Whirring their cameras Living vicarious lives Tasting it Cardboard city Beyond telethon Cardboard city Unwashed and gone Who needs the dregs? We should cut off their legs And their thoughts And have gone I live in the loneliest place I could find A city where everyone's Very mankind You get what you vote To perpetuate Cynical people, trivial state Cardboard city The underclass Cardboard city You quickly pass It might be someone Who would be like No one you knew You bet your ass Cardboard city A sympton of Cardboard city A loss of love The face of your parliament Cold on your pavement And you can't get enough |
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There was a time
When you ran after me And we could run I took you for granted In my fantasy (but) Those days are gone I love you I love you I love you My darling and I miss you so I'll shed these last tears tonight On your pillow For without you I am a shadow I will not make One more tomorrow Since you've been gone I've been wasting away in agony Reliving memories of many a day You'd say to me I love you I love you I love you My darling and I need you so Will you lay me down tonight On your pillow For without you I am a shadow Please help me through True love tomorrow I've got so got so down I feel paralysed I'm hardly here Nailed to a nightmare That's immobilized Living in fear I love you I love you I love you My darling Out I feel so low I don't trust myself tonight On your pillow For without you Life has no meaning Without you My hear will break Without you Your helpless shadow Just might not make One more tomorrow |
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I thought I saw a swallow land
Upon my hand on summer day I thought I saw my true love standing In the sand One old may day I thought I hear the dolphins sing 'You gotta bring her back On summer day' See her run along the tide line Where the trade winds blow Feel the breath of summer In her hair, oh! Underneath the shooting stars I've wished and would you know I thought I saw a swallow land Upon my hand On summer day I thought I saw a swallow land Upon my hand on summer day But here in cold midwinter's night Another light has come to play Steals across the misty sky And bye and bye She'll maybe stay Can there ever be again again Another spring Will the birds forever hold us On the wing Light the fire in our home of hearts And hear me sing I thought I saw a swallow land Upon my hand on summer day |
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