Prophets for profit keep on comin’
Where can one draw the line
To listen
Society has spoken
We’ve all been buying our tokens
To take a slow ride on a brand new train
To nowhere
You’re on the left and he’s on the right
You call each other “pig” and then you get up tight
While all this is going on, the planets they are changing
While you call each other “pig”
There’s little time remaining
Blue duck fly to north country
Prophets for profit keep on comin’
Where can one draw the line
To listen
Tell me about your poor blind boy
How the City Fathers all watched in joy
As he blew his nose on our “Dear Old Glory”
And then they shot him down
‘cause he didn’t have the license to see
Blue duck fly to north country
Prophets for profit keep on coming
Where does one draw the line
To listen
Black man hunched down, make like a mule
Never be free and you can’t go to school
You’re black, so how come you ain’t crawling
Hey boy, don’t you dare look at me when you hear me talking.
Blue duck fly to north country
Prophets for profit keep on comin’
Where does one draw the line
To listen
Everything is formulated
Our existence has been created
To attain a fleeting glimpse of disorder
In order to understand, you destroy
In order to create, you destroy,
‘cause in order to think, one cell destroys the other
Yes, in order for you to exist, you go and shoot down your brothers
Blue duck fly to north country
Prophets for profit keep on comin’
Where does one draw the line
To listen
But to be here ‘cause you’re near
And to be there ‘cause you were
Though the icebergs fall onto the cities
And though the seas take leave to move upon the countries –
Blue duck fly to north country
But before you go, come and tell me
– So we can sing with you
To a new song
Blue duck fly to north country Prophets for profit keep on comin’ Where can one draw the line To listen Society has spoken We’ve all been buying our tokens To take a slow ride on a brand new train To nowhere You’re on the left and he’s on the right You call each other “pig” and then you get up tight While all this is going on, the planets they are changing While you call each other “pig” There’s little time remaining Blue duck fly to north country Prophets for profit keep on comin’ Where can one draw the line To listen Tell me about your poor blind boy How the City Fathers all watched in joy As he blew his nose on our “Dear Old Glory” And then they shot him down ‘cause he didn’t have the license to see Blue duck fly to north country Prophets for profit keep on coming Where does one draw the line To listen Black man hunched down, make like a mule Never be free and you can’t go to school You’re black, so how come you ain’t crawling Hey boy, don’t you dare look at me when you hear me talking. Blue duck fly to north country Prophets for profit keep on comin’ Where does one draw the line To listen Everything is formulated Our existence has been created To attain a fleeting glimpse of disorder In order to understand, you destroy In order to create, you destroy, ‘cause in order to think, one cell destroys the other Yes, in order for you to exist, you go and shoot down your brothers Blue duck fly to north country Prophets for profit keep on comin’ Where does one draw the line To listen But to be here ‘cause you’re near And to be there ‘cause you were Though the icebergs fall onto the cities And though the seas take leave to move upon the countries – Blue duck fly to north country But before you go, come and tell me – So we can sing with you To a new song Explain Request ×
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