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Harper Roy

The Fourth World Lyrics - Harper Roy

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 

Are you remember?


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