Of The Instant Lyrics - Gang Of Four

Who owns what you do? 

Who owns what you use? 

This land is your land 

This land is my land 

Right now to touch flesh is real 

Let us think only of the instant 

There was something that I can't remember 

Did you say "I've had enough"? 

We are in a happy state 

It all comes to those who wait 

While others plot the fate of nations 

We spent the afternoons in an embrace 

Somehow, you can't block it out 

The bitter taste of interference 

We still try to construct the difference 

The space between a word and its sense 

We, it seems, can own ourselves 

In imagination 

Then you say, we make our own world 

Not everyone takes what they are given 

If we believe what we are saying 

We have the chance to include ourselves out 

Who owns what you do? 

Who owns what you use? 

Then you say, we make our own world 

Not everyone takes what they are given 

There was something that I can't remember 

Did you say "I've had enough"? 

There was something that I can't remember 

We have the chance to include ourselves out