[ alternative version of Planned Obsolescence ]
love, breaks apart is a myth of human kindness
love, breaks apart is amyth of human kindness
love, breaks apart is a myth of human kindness
panic in the worried night with the tempting, rises
panic in the worried night with the tempting, rises
panic in the worried night the tempting rises
no doubt that she'd desire blind faith in all surmises
no doubt that she'd desire blind faith in all surmises
no doubt that she'd deny blind faith in half-surmises
because
any modern man can see that
any modern man can see that
piety obsolete
faith obsolete
mysticism obsolete
prophetic vision obsolete
any modern man can see that
any modern mad can see that
love, breaks apart is a myth of human kindness
love, breaks apart is a myth of human kindness
love, breaks apart is a myth of human kindness
panic in the worried night with the tempting, rises
panic in the worried night with the tempting, rises
panic in the worried night the tempting rises
no doubt that she'd desire blind faith in all surmises
no doubt that she'd desire blind faith in all surmises
no doubt that she'd deny blind faith in half-surmises
because
any modern man can see that
any modern man can see that
piety obsolete
faith obsolete
mysticism obsolete
prophetic vision obsolete
any modern man can see that
any modern mad can see that
Bread And Circuses - 10000 Maniacs
[ Billy Bragg and Natalie Merchant ]
Crowds gather round kneeling at the feet of common thieves
Hungry for the word, but God would never speak through such as these,
such as these
who offer healing hands and balms, and redemption, a few would cross
their palms
They'll tell your troubles to the Lord for how ever much you can afford
Hands holding hands in the circle of the sinners and the saints
Memories that linger from the cradle, placing puzzles in the grave,
in the grave
No mortal skin and bone can live on bread and circuses alone
The spirit needs, must drive the mystery of why you're alive
CHORUS:
They look and their Book and they read
But their cold hearts say, "Follow me"
Dance in the dust in the frenzy of the desperately in need
Led by the voices of the men who invoke ritual to hide their greed,
hide their greed
Come every tongue, every eye across the crumbling earth and cracking skies
The gates of hell stand open wide, but the path of glory you walk single
file
(Chorus)
These men make a cage for the very souls that came here to be free
They turn off their lights for their tents they're fixing to leave
(Instrumental)
Follow me
(Chorus 2x)
They'll close their Book and leave, but you'll remain still in pain
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