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V - The World Tonight
The World Tonight Chasing the Cherry Was It Really Twenty Years Ago? Big Boys Bickering City Park Moon's a Mandarin Trouble Is A Billion Bees in the Borage Give the Man a Break Looking for Changes All Together Now
THE WORLD TONIGHT I saw you sitting at the center of a circle. Everybody, everybody wanted something from you I saw you sitting there
I saw you swaying to the rhythm of the music. Caught you playing, praying to the voice inside you I saw you swaying there
I don't care what you wanna be I go back too far; I'm in front of me! It doesn't matter what they say They're giving the game away
I can see the world tonight Look into the future. See it in a different light. I can see the world tonight
I heard you listening to a secret conversation. You were crying, you were trying not to let them hear you I heard you listening in
Never mind what they wanna do You've got a right to your point of view It doesn't matter what they say They're giving the game away - hey - hey.
I can see the world tonight Look into the future See it in a different light I can see the world tonight
I saw you hiding from a flock of paparazzi. You were hoping, you were hoping that the ground would swallow you. I saw you hiding there
I don't care what you wanna be I go back so far, I'm in front of me! It doesn't matter what they say They're giving the game away - hey - hey
I can see the world tonight Look into the future See it in a different light I can see the world tonight
Look into the future I can see the world tonight See it in a different light I can see the world tonight I can see the world tonight.
CHASING THE CHERRY Fragile fragments Clattering down The lavish marble staircase Tinkling smithereens Smashing, grabbing At china stars Bursting in clusters Scattering E-side cats Credit cards dropping From rain-clouds Pour down on the well-polished floor Tortoiseshell hair combs And black tape casettes Rattle the cages of Knife-wielding grand dames And say, are you chasing the cherry? The merry-go-round of the roses If so, you must know That the downside Is to sink like a ferry
Ascending the slope In herring-bone fashion Holding on chromium steel Lifting the bar bells With candlestick motion Side-stepping hot wax And wheel Flying with lizards All blown in a gust Through staining glass Window and covered with dust blood, To keep out the rain
And say, are you chasing the cherry? The merry-go-round of the roses If so, you must know That the down side Is to sink like a ferry
A weapon is not Worth a button, When anti-world Matters explode And chandeliers Drop from the ceiling With sharp-shooters' skill
Exhausted collapse In the playground Apeak epileptic remains And froth at the mouth Like a river, till Teachers in apple-pie beds Reach out Chalk-filled hands And lift Lift
And say, are you chasing the cherry? The singlular red one on top It gleams with particular pleasure That may never stop If so, you must know That the high tide Has sunk like a ferry.
WAS IT REALLY TWENTY YEARS AGO ? What's changed? Issues still the same.
Then we wanted
END OF APARTHEID PEACE ON EARTH LOVE & UNDERSTANDING
Now What have we learned?
CHANGE COMES SLOWLY But it is CHANGING!!!
KEEP PUSHING KEEP THE FAITH AND PRAY THAT WE HAVE BETTER NEWS TO REPORT TWENTY YEARS FROM TODAY.
BIG BOYS BICKERING Big boys bickering That's what they're doing every day Big boy bickering Fucking it up for everyone.
Guess why they're betting on the track? They're trying to win your money back. All of the taxes that you paid Went to fund a masquerade.
Big boys bickering...
We stand here waiting Underneath the tower block Who will win, who will lose? Which way do the big boys choose? Which of us will ever know What goes on?
So while they argue through the night Shaking their sticks of dynamite, Babies are dying throught the day They want to blow us all away.
Big boys bickering And so the game goes on and on Big boys bickering Fucking it up for everyone, For everyone!
CITY PARK Twenty-seven press-ups At back park bench altar Eight warm even notes From tall church cool bell High stacatto twittering of small birds Against throbbing pigeons' "Oh how do you do? Oh how do you coo?"
World's long low surface Tickles to life with strangers Sbiffing collie couple Speed-walking high-armed Brisk little sergeant major woman Bouncing peke in tow.
Moorhen flutters squawking Cross crowded city pond to All sorts of ducks Mill slowly round white swans Stately black swans Snow tipped nipple red beaks.
A crow cackles With thumb on black comb rasp. Winter-bare rose bushes Line asphalt path Old yellow Scotch Pink Posy, Pour Toi, Polar Star, Mood Music And Yesterday. Where silent gardeners dig.
Eighteen press-ups Facing my lover's home Grins to the sky. Nine nods this way Nine nods that. And I pray To the spirit of goodness To open page on a fine, fine day For ever, and ever, and EVER And EVER.
MOON'S A MANDARIN Moon's a mandarin Orange segment. Stars as clear as you like. Smelling of pines And eucalyptus
Quite a night.
TROUBLE IS Rabbit running in cirlce chasing his tail because it looks like candy floss. Trouble is -- rabbits don't eat candy floss.
Black labrador barking at the antics pof his shadow on the wall. Trouble is -- shadows don't fight back.
A pair of gloves hanging from a back pocket argue about which hand will hold the rake. Trouble is -- gloves don't give a shit.
A BILLION BEES IN THE BORAGE And if, instead of passing, You stop, You can hear the hum. Billions of them Bobbing from star to star. Though flowers Are sky blue, from a Distance the field looks purple. Each bee is different And as they roam The borage field They hum.
GIVE MAN A BREAK Workers on the picket line picking up the trash executive negotiators shout about the cash
Workers on the inside whipping up the dough while the old man's country gets to go too slow
go-go-go
Give the man a break give the guy a chance ain't no law say a man can't dance
Doctors gonna operate wants to know if you'd like to buy a kidney mustn't eat the food
Later in the hospital while he's on the job poisoned in the kitchen
by a dirty slob
Give the man a break give the guy a chance ain't no law say a man can't dance.
LOOKING FOR CHANGES I saw a cat with a machine in his brain The man who fed him said He didn't feel any pain I'd like to see that man take out that machine And stick it in his own brain You know what I mean
I saw a rabbit with its eyes full of tears The lab that owned her had Been doing it for years Why don't we make them pay for every last eye That couldn't cry its own tears Do you know what I mean
When I tell you that we'll all be Looking for changes Changes in the way we treat our fellow creatures And we will learn how to grow
Well I tell you that we'll all be Looking for changes Changes in the way we treat our fellow creatures And We Will Learn How To Grow When we're looking for changes
I saw a monkey that was learning to choke A guy beside him gave him cigarettes to smoke And everytime that monkey started to cough The bastard laughed his head off Do you know what I mean
When I tell you that we'll all be Looking for changes Changes in the way we treat our fellow creatures And we will learn how to grow
When we're looking for changes We're looking for changes We're looking for changes We're looking for changes in the way we are
ALL TOGETHER NOW One, two, three, four Can I have a little more? five, six, seven eight nine ten I love you.
A, B, C, D Can I bring my friend to tea? E, F, G H I J I love you.
Sail the ship, Jump the tree Skip the rope, Look at me
All together now....
Black, white, green, red Can I take my friend to bed? Pink, brown, yellow orange blue I love you
All together now....
Sail the ship, Jump the tree Skip the rope, Look at me
All together now....
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