Lis@.Springfield's Blog

You had something to hide
Should have hidden it, shouldn't you
Now you're not satisfied
With what you're being put through
It's just time to pay the price
For not listening to advice
And deciding in your youth
On the policy of truth

Things could be so different now
It used to be so civilised
You will always wonder how
It could have been if you'd only lied
It's too late to change events
It's time to face the consequence
For delivering the proof
In the policy of truth

Never again is what you swore
The time before
Never again is what you swore
The time before

Now you're standing there tongue tied
You'd better learn your lesson well
Hide what you have to hide
And tell what you have to tell
You'll see your problems multiplied
If you continually decide
To faithfully pursue
The policy of truth

Never again is what you swore
The time before
Never again is what you swore
The time before

I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She's coming in twelve-thirty flight
Her moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation
I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say. "Hurry, boy, it's waiting there for you."

[Chorus:]
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what's right
Sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti
I seek to cure what's deep inside, frightened of this thing that I've become

[Chorus:]

[Instrumental break]

Hurry, boy, she's waiting there for you

[Chorus:]
It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa [5x]
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

High time we made a stand and shook up the views of the common man
And the lovetrain rides from coast to coast
D.J.'s the man we love the most
Could you be, could you be squeaky clean
And smash any hope of democracry ?
As the headline says you're free to choose
There's egg on your face and mud on your shoes
One of these days they're gonna call it the blues
And anything is possible when you're Sowing the Seeds of Love
Anything is possible - Sowing the Seeds of Love
I spy tears in thier eyes
They look to the skies for some kind of divine intervention
Food goes to waste !
So nice to eat, so nice to taste
Politician Grannie with your high ideals
Have you no idea how the Majority feels ?
So without love and a promise land
We're fools to the rules of a Goverment plan
Kick out the style ! Bring back the jam !
Anything...
Sowing the Seeds
The birds and the bees
My girlfriend and me in love
Feel the pain
Talk about it
If you're a worried man - then shout about it
Open hearts - feel about it
Open minds - think about it
Everyone - read about it
Everyone - scream about it !
Everyone
Everyone - read about it, read about it
Read in the books in the crannies and the nooks there are books to read
Chorus !
(Mr. England Sowing the Seeds of Love)
Time to eat all your words
Swallow your pride
Open your eyes
High time we made a stand and shook up the views of the common man
And the lovetrain rides from coast to coast
Every minute of every hour - " I Love a Sunflower "
And I believe in lovepower, Love power, LOVEPOWER !!!
Sowing the Seeds
An end to need
And the Politics of Greed
With love

Oh yeah
Work

Somebody told me
Boy, everything she wants is everything she sees
I guess I must have loved you
'Cause I said you were the perfect girl for me, baby

But now we're six months older
And everything you want and everything you see
Is out of reach, not good enough
I don't know what the hell you want from me but boy

Somebody tell me, won't you tell me
Why I work so hard for you?
Give you money
All to give you money

Salut à toi ô mon frère
Salut à toi peuple khmer
Salut à toi l'algérien
Salut à toi le tunisien
Salut à toi Bangladesh
Salut à toi peuple grec
Salut à toi petit indien
Salut à toi punk iranien
Salut à toi rebelle afghan
Salut à toi le dissident
Salut à toi le chilien
Salut à toi le p'tit malien
Salut à toi le mohican
Salut à toi peuple gitan
Salut à toi l'éthiopien
Salut à toi le tchadien
Salut à vous les partisans
Salut à toi "cholie all'mante"
Salut à toi le viêt-namien
Salut à toi le cambodgien
Salut à toi le japonais
Salut à toi le thaïlandais
Salut à toi le laotien
Salut à toi le coréen
Salut à toi le polonais
Salut à toi l'irlandais
Salut à toi l'européen
Salut à toi le mongolien
Salut à toi le hollandais
Salut à toi le portugais
Salut à toi le mexicain
Salut à toi le marocain

Salut à toi le libanais
Salut à toi l'pakistanais
Salut à toi le philippin
Salut à toi l'jamaïcain
Salut à toi le guyanais
Salut à toi le togolais
Salut à toi le guinéen
Salut à toi le guadeloupéen
Salut à toi le congolais
Salut à toi le sénégalais
Salut à toi l'afro-cubain
Salut à toi l'porto-ricain
Salut à toi la haute volta
Salut à toi le nigéria
Salut à toi le gaboni
Salut à toi le vieux chtimi
Salut à toi Ché Guévara
Salut aux comités d'soldats
Salut à tous les hommes libres
Salut à tous les apatrides
Salut à toi la bertaga
Salut aussi à la banda
Salut à toi l'punk anarchiste
Salut à toi skin communiste
Salut à toi le libéria
Salut à toi le Sri Lanka
Salut à toi le sandiniste
Salut à toi l'uni-jambiste
Salut l'mouvement des jeunes arabes
Salut à toi guatémala
Salut l'P4 du contingent
Salut à toi le shotokan

Salut à toi peuple kanak
Salut à toi l'tchécoslovaque
Salut à tous les petits dragons
Salut à toi qui est keupon
Salut à toi jeune malgache
Salut à toi le peuple basque
Salut à toi qu'est au violon
Salut à toi et mort aux cons
Salut à toi le yougoslave
Salut à toi le voyou slave
Salut à toi le salvador
Salut à toi le molodoï
Salut à toi le chinois
Salut à toi le zaïrois
Salut à toi l'espagnol
Salut à toi le ravachol
Salut à toi le hongrois
Salut à toi l'iroquois
Salut aussi à tous les gosses
Des îles maudites jusqu'à l'Ecosse
Salut à vous tous les zazous
Salut à la jeune garde rouge
Salut à toi le peuple corse
Salut aux filles du Crazy Horse
Salut à toi la vache qui rit
Salut à Laurel et Hardy
Salut à toi peuple nomade
Salut à tous les "camawades"
Salut à toutes les mères qui gueulent
Salut aussi à Yul Brunner
Salut à toi l'handicapé
Salut jeunesse du monde entier...

Salut à toi le dromadaire
Salut à toi tonton Albert
Salut à toi qu'est à la masse
Salut aussi à Fantomas
Salut à toi Roger des prés
Salut à toi l'endimanché
Salut à tous les paysans
Salut aussi à Rantanplan...