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Harper Roy Burn The World Burn The World I. Burn the World II. Change It III. The Last Laugh IV. My Home Is on the Water V. Live in Peace VI. Walkabout VII. Desert Island VIII. Burn the World (reprise) Billy's on the street Grabbing easy meat With furious claims Somebody's killed Anger's spilled Vengeance's flames Robert's on the beat Looking nice and neat For a one-sided fight In his uniform Looking to perform With a flashing blue light He doesn't care Anything's fair 'Cos he's always right As the flames of night Burn equal right In the wind Whispering Why don't you Burn the world Sharon's in a state Coming home late She's got no escape From Billy's brute force To intercourse In a frenzy of rape Both defiled By the crowded wild As the time bomb of hate Modernises demise As Robert dies In the same hail of lise His masters devise And pretend suprise As fiery cries Begin to rise Whispering Why don't you Burn the world Change it Rearrange it Derange it In the name of burning spirit The passanger on the planet The guinea pig chasing sunset To the last laugh he'll ever get Hahahahahahaha O no I don't believe it The passanger guiding sunset To the kill To the kill Fossilise it (my home) To a standstill Home is on the water The rainbow warrior runs Against the fashion passion(s) Philosophies of guns Where issues are invited To front up savage fun By the ignorant and spineless Out of touch with 'everyone' Home I wish I had an acre Instead of just a slot Somewhere that I could take her Where the world could mean a lot Instead of being cyphers In a brave new council block With endless empty neighbours And an ever bolted lock Home And soon I'll be taking my leave Forever Is it better to laugh than to grieve When it doesn't matter Whether I am evermore Or whether I am Anymore? Home Gonna paint my room like a desert island With yellow sand and blue lagoon Invite you all to come and live there One afternoon It'll be when no-one's looking More likely that not We'll close the door and turn the sky up Find a good spot Air fire water earth you were paradise I'm sorry about me I was under the impression That you were free and easy Gonna paint my room like a desert island With clear skies and rising swell Leave the creeps on the jaded horizon In Wall Streets of Hell I must say goodbye to the blindfold And pursue the ideal The planet becoming the hostess Instead of the meal Air fire water earth you were paradise I'm sorry about me I was under the impression That you were free and easy To plunder Rubbish on the air Everywhere Blood pressure drives Forests fall At the beck and call Of the cat with nine lives The stratosphere Can disappear And have no effect On the red of mars Or the nearest stars Or anything else Except The poems in the wind Whispering Why burn the world? |
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