The Hero's Return, Part 2.
Jesus Christ, I might as well be dead
If I can't see how dangerous it must feel to be
Training human cogs for the machine
Without some shell shocked lunatic like me
Bombarding their still soft shells
With sticks and stones that were lying around
In the pile of unspeakable feelings I found
When I turned back the stone
Turned over the stone
Of my own disappointment back home.
> Really love his work! I know Gary's a fan too. I've been
> listening to a lot of his solo work, like "The pros and
> cons of hitchhiking", "Radio KAOS", "Amused to death".
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> "Sparrows will sing", a new one of his, performed by
> Marianne Faithfull.
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> A child breaks the ice and peers into the hidden depths
> And tries to decipher the whole of this unholy mess
> I have no doubt he will figure it out someday
> Callooh! Callooh! Callay!
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> Then the sparrows will sing on the boulevards again
> And the corridors of power will be walked by thoughtful
> men
> Mere sultans and priests like mythical beasts will surely
> fade away
> Callooh! Callooh! Callay!
> Callooh! Callooh! Callay!
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> The new generation is eager to master the helm
> They cannot be seduced by this candy floss techno hell
> They put over the hill and a fresh breeze fills the sails
> Callooh! Callooh! Callay!
> Callooh! Callooh! Callay!
>
> A child breaks the ice and peers into the hidden depths
> To try to untangle the whole of this unholy mess
> Well, I have no doubt they will figure it out one day
> Callooh! Callooh! Callay!
> Callooh! Callooh! Callay!
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