Humankind has survived some disasters for sure
Like locusts and flash floods and flu
There's never a moment when we've been secure
From the ills that the flesh is heir to
If it isn't a war it's some gruesome disease
If it isn't disease then it's war
But there's worse still to come, and I'm asking you, please
How the world's gonna take any more
The world shook with dread of Attila the Hun
As he conquered with fire and steel
And Genghis and Kubla and all of the Khans
Ground a groaning world under the heel
Disaster, disaster - so what else is new
We've suffered the worst, and then some
So I'm sorry to tell you, my suffering friends
Of the terrible scourge still to come
In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers
One million lawyers, one million lawyers
In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers
How much can a poor nation stand
Oh, a suffering world cries for mercy
As far as the eye can see
Lawyers around every bend in the road
Lawyers in every tree
Lawyers in restaurants
Lawyers in clubs
Lawyers behind every door
Behind windows and potted plants
Shade trees and shrubs
Lawyers on pogo sticks
Lawyers in politics
In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers
How much can a poor nation stand
In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers
One million lawyers, one million lawyers
In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers
How much can a poor nation stand
In spring it's tornados and rampaging floods
In summer it's heat stroke and drought
There's Ivy League football to ruin the fall
It's a terrible scourge without doubt
There are blizzards to batter the shivering plain
There are dust storms that strike, but far worse
Is the threat of disaster to shrivel the brain
It's the threat of implacable curse
In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers
One million lawyers, one million lawyers
In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers
How much can a poor nation stand
Like locusts and flash floods and flu
There's never a moment when we've been secure
From the ills that the flesh is heir to
If it isn't a war it's some gruesome disease
If it isn't disease then it's war
But there's worse still to come, and I'm asking you, please
How the world's gonna take any more
The world shook with dread of Attila the Hun
As he conquered with fire and steel
And Genghis and Kubla and all of the Khans
Ground a groaning world under the heel
Disaster, disaster - so what else is new
We've suffered the worst, and then some
So I'm sorry to tell you, my suffering friends
Of the terrible scourge still to come
In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers
One million lawyers, one million lawyers
In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers
How much can a poor nation stand
Oh, a suffering world cries for mercy
As far as the eye can see
Lawyers around every bend in the road
Lawyers in every tree
Lawyers in restaurants
Lawyers in clubs
Lawyers behind every door
Behind windows and potted plants
Shade trees and shrubs
Lawyers on pogo sticks
Lawyers in politics
In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers
How much can a poor nation stand
In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers
One million lawyers, one million lawyers
In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers
How much can a poor nation stand
In spring it's tornados and rampaging floods
In summer it's heat stroke and drought
There's Ivy League football to ruin the fall
It's a terrible scourge without doubt
There are blizzards to batter the shivering plain
There are dust storms that strike, but far worse
Is the threat of disaster to shrivel the brain
It's the threat of implacable curse
In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers
One million lawyers, one million lawyers
In ten years we're gonna have one million lawyers
How much can a poor nation stand
inviata da Alessandro - 28/1/2010 - 09:33
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Album "One Million Lawyers and Other Disasters"
Dedicata ad un flagello se possibile ancora peggiore della guerra: Nicolò Ghedini, e tutti gli azzeccagarbugli del suo pari.