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As a young boy daddy used to tell me stories
Do your thing my son the world is yours
The winds of fury will lead to paths of glory
Take it in your stride my son the world is yours
You can only find the gold by digging in the dirt
If your gonna play with fire,then you're gonna get burnt
You can never reach the heighst and avoid the hurt yeah
The world is yours
As a young boy daddy used to tell me stories
Do your thing and sing the world is yours
The winds of fury pave the way to paths of glory
Keep your self onside ny son and the world is yours
Yeah you might have it all but you'll still want more
There's a law for the rich and another for the poor
There's a golden key unlock all the doors
And the world is yours
The world is yours
The world is yours,the world is yours
There,s a time and a place for everything
Not a man alive you owe a thing
From the stars in the sky to the ocean floor the world is yours
The world is yours
The world is yours,the world is yours
People say they're never gonna turn away
And then wnen it comes on top
They'll be firs to turn their backs away
First whose heads are gonna drop
First to slowly fade away
So remember all your days the world is yours and all the world contains
Well you might have it all but you'll still want more
There's a law for the rich and another for the poor
There's a golden key unlocks all the doors
And the world is yours,the world is yours
The world is yours,the world is yours
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You can't erase or re-arrange
You can't rewind you can't go back
You gotta get your life on track
Nor pontificate nor contemplate your fate
We're all walking in the dark
Just pray you're gonna get to heavens gate
Just as life is for living
So love is for giving
Life's no simple situation
There's the added complication
That the reason that we're here nobody knows
In all creation
You can't erase or re-arrange
You can't rewind you can't go back
You gotta get your life on track
Nor pontificate nor contemplate your fate
We're all walking in the dark
Just pray you're gonna get to heavens gate
Just as life is for living
So love is for giving
Life's no simple situation
There's the added complication
That the reason that we're here nobody knows
In all creation
You can't erase or re-arrange
You can't rewind you can't go back
You gotta get your life on track
Nor pontificate nor contemplate your fate
We're all walking in the dark
Just pray you're gonna get to heavens gate
You lit a fuse
You can't return
You might get burned you can't go back
You gotta beck your life on track
Reactivate and celebrate the day
Don't hesitate to step over all obstructions
In your way
See that life is for living
So love is for giving
Life's no simple situation
There's the added complication
That the reason that we're here
Nobody knows in all creation
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Free that girl
The one that glows she knows
She rules the world
Free that girl
The one that glows she knows
She rules the world
She said
Call me sister rose
I'm at war with all these posers
And these frauds
I want 'em out
Let freedom reign
Let hope stand firm on fields uf doubt
Then she led me by the hand
And took me to the promised land
Free that girl
The one that glows she knows
She rules the world
She said I'm just like a rose
I'm beautiful and I can hurt you
With my thorns
Don't squeeze too tight
'Cos I can blow up in ya face like dynamite
She said
Call me sister rose
I'm at war with all these posers
And these frauds
I want 'em out
Let freedom reign
Let hope stand firm on fields uf doubt
She said take me by the hand as
I can lead you to the promised land
She said I'm just like a rose
I'm beautiful and I can hurt you
With my thorns
Don't squeeze too tight
'Cos I can blow up in ya face like dynamite
'Cos I can blow up in ya face like dynamite
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Until I draw my last breath on this earth
And death it takes me as is promised from your birth
I know I got so much living to do
I'll be so long asleep the lord I'll pray my soul to keep
A place to stay the lord shall grant me sanctuary
For peace of mind the lord I'll ask for sanity
Seek and I shall find a place of rest for sanctity
Save us from imbeciles who think they rule the world
Save us from hypocrites whose twisted plans unfurl
Save us from warmongers who'd bring on Armageddon
Save us from all of those whose eyes are closed
To the plight of the African child
We get along it's all about the chemistry
Up there way beyond the mere exchange of pleasantries
Please don't she'd no tears it's all about the energy
Save us from imbeciles who think they rule the world
Save us from hypocrites whose twisted plans unfurl
Save us from warmongers who'd bring on Armageddon
Save us from all of those whose eyes are closed
To the plight of the African child
A place to stay the lord shall grant me sanctuary
For peace of mind the lord I'll ask for sanity
Seek and I shall find a place of rest for sanctity
Save us from imbeciles who think they rule the world
Save us from hypocrites whose twisted plans unfurl
Save us from warmongers who'd bring on Armageddon
Save us from all of those whose eyes are closed
To the plight of the African child
And so when all is said and done
I'll count my blessings spread my wings and fly, fly home
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Beauty's only skin deep
And the body is a shell
If somebody shares a secret
Then you're not supposed to tell
Everything is changes
Nothing stays the same
No one can extinguish this eternal hallowed flame
Some men spring surprises
And some are good as gold
It's gonna take until hell freezes
Before I'd ever sell my soul
Everything is changes
Nothing stays the same
No one can extinguish this eternal hallowed flame
Stay close be free
Free like the fishes in the see
Stay close together
Be as one
The works of wonder still to come
Those who say they know so
Well they don't know a thing
'Cause those who know don't say so
It's the joy of love to bring
Everything is changes
Nothing stays the same
No one can extinguish this eternal hallowed flame
Stay close be free
Free like the fishes in the see
Stay close together
Be as one
The works of wonder still to come
Another day has just begun
The treasures of the night to come
The victory already won
The works of wonder to be done yeah
Everything is changes
Nothing stays the same
No one can extinguish this eternal hallowed flame
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Eyes were bloodshot
Lips were red hot
At the greatest show on earth
At the feeding of five thousand
Well I don't know what you heard
Eyes were bloodshot
Lips were red hot
Sweet bliss fragrance fills the air
Resuscitating all the breathless
Reviving eveybody there
Two fishes as the spirit
FIve loaves of bread the soul
At the feeding of five thousand
Where the baskets overflowed
Love is reaches through the darkness
Loves the king of golden rules
Bombs are falling as we're dancing
To this man made sonic boom
Love is reaches through the darkness
Loves the king of golden rules
Golden rules, golden roles
Eyes were bloodshot
Lips were red hot
At the greatest show on earth
At the feeding of five thousand
Well I don't know what you heard
Eyes were bloodshot
Lips were red hot
Sweet bliss fragrance fills the air
Resuscitating all the breathless
Reviving eveybody there
Two fishes as the spirit
FIve loaves of bread the soul
At the feeding of five thousand
Where the baskets overflowed
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Sweet dreams my little amigo
Barefoot and homeless in Rio De Janiero
Sleepin' on the step of a church
Whose doors are locked
Livin' in a cardboard box
Inside at the shrine
The Priest sips fine wine
Dines on fine food and looks for a sing
No mother no father
No shoes nor a bed
No place to relax and rest his weary head
Where his next meal will come from
Nobody knows
But everyone can see the church is covered in gold
Wish I had a home
With ten million rooms
I'd open up the doors
And let the street children through
Wish that I could scoop
All of those children in my arms
And give the love they need
And to protect them all from harm
Wish I had a home
With ten million rooms
I'd open up the doors
And let the street children through
Wish that I could scoop
All of those children in my arms
And give the love they need
And to protect them all from harm
Wish I had a home
With ten million rooms
I'd open up the doors
And let the street children through
Wish that I could scoop
All of those children in my arms
And give the love they need
And to protect them all from harm
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What a beautiful feelin' it is to be real
How do you feel?
How the guilty will fall
'Cause they're guilty as sin
Let it begin
I heard it from on high
Heard it was a lie
Jesus die at crucifixion
Lies from emperor constantine
To control your mind
Lord there'll be some resurrection
The church had to apologise
For crimes in times
For all the profits
Overseeing slave plantations
So it comes as no surprise
The church has brutalised
After all the first slave ship they named
It Jesus
Some folks are hollow
Got no tomorrow
Happiness can neither
Beg steal or borrow
Some folks are hollow
Got no tomorrow
Happiness can neither
Beg steal or borrow
Where's all the art and gold
That the Nazis stole
In the Vatican with his holiness the
Pope of Rome
How the guilty will fall
'Cause they're guilty as sin
All this talk
Of who is and who isn't getting in!
Some folks are hollow
Got no tomorrow
Can't smile faces
And the flock won't follow
Some folks are hollow
Got no tomorrow
Happiness can neither
Beg steal or borrow
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You couldn't have planned it
I don't understand it
Don't know why you went and threw it all away
Yesterday
We had it all and you threw it all away
I don't know why you couldn't stay
Yesterday
You should have believed it
You would have recived it yeah
Hello to the woken
Goodbye to all the broken
Word is spoken yeah
You couldn't have planned it
I don't understand it
Don't know why you went and threw it all away
Yesterday
We had it all and you threw it all away
I don't know why you couldn't stay
Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday
Hello to the woken
Goodbye to all the broken
Word is spoken yeah
You were all wrapped up in a blizzard
Coke choked up to the gizzard
On a snowy summer day
You were all wrapped up in a blizzard
Coke choked up to the gizzard
Yesterday, yesterday, yesterday
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Good day to you my friend
Me and you forever
We will be together
Until the very end
And if there is not end my friend
Through fire we'll walk and start again
My precious friend
Come into the lions den
We'll see what you're made of then
Step out in the morning light
Come in where the lights so bright
Come into the lions den
We'll see what you're made of then
Step out in the morning light
And see my friend
You might as well be hanged for a sheep as for a lamb
Yeah you might as well be hanged for a sheep as for a lamb
With a gun up in your hand
All your heat is canned
What a trip before the fall
And so it is my friend
Me and you forever
So sure we'll meet again
My precious friend
Come into the lions den
We'll see what you're made of then
Step out in the morning light
And see my friend
You might as well be hanged for a sheep as for a lamb
Somebody point the finger
Yeah you might as well be hanged for a sheep as for a lamb
Just to put you in the picture
Somebody point the finger
You might as well be hanged for a sheep
As for a lamb
The youth been demonised
The young criminalised
By society despised for being young
Neither cherished nor recognised
Lionized or even prized
By their govermental guide to being free
Just you and me
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So what the fuck is this UK
Gunnin' with this US of A
In Iraq and Iran and in Afghanistan
Does not a day go by
Without the Israeli Air Force
Fail to drop it's bombs from the sky?
How many mothers to cry?
How many sons have to die?
How many missions left to fly over Palestine?
‘Cause as a matter of facts
It's a pact, it's an act
These are illegal attacks
So bring the soldiers back
These are illegal attacks
It's contracts for contacts
I'm singing concrete facts
So bring the soldiers back
What mean ya that you beat my people
What mean ya that you beat my people
And grind the faces of the poor
So tell me just how come were the Taliban
Sat burning incense in Texas
Roaming round in a Lexus
Sittin' on six billion oil drums
Down with the Dow Jones, up on the Nasdaq
Pushed into the war zones
It's a commercial crusade
‘Cause all the oil men get paid
And only so many soldiers come home
It's a commando crusade
A military charade
And only so many soldiers come home
What mean ya that you beat my people
What mean ya that you beat my people
And grind the faces of the poor
Soldiers, soldiers come home
Soldiers come home
Through all the blood and sweat
Nobody can forget
It ain't the size of the dog in the fight
It's the size of the fight in the dog on the day or the night
There's no time to reflect
On the threat, the situation, the bark nor the bite
These are commercial crusades
‘Cos all the oil men get paid
These are commando crusades
Commando tactical rape
And from the streets of New York and Baghdad to Tehran and Tel Aviv
Bring forth the prophets of the Lord
From dirty bastards fillin' pockets
With the profits of greed
These are commercial crusades
Commando tactical raids
Playin' military charades to get paid
And who got the devils?
And who got the Lords?
Build yourself a mountain ? Drink up in the fountain
Soldiers come home
Soldiers come home
Soldiers come home
Soldiers come home
What mean ya that you beat my people
What mean ya that you beat my people
And grind the faces of the poor
What mean ya that you beat my people
What mean ya that you beat my people
And grind the faces of the poor
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