"Once I was a young lad, lying in my room
Trying to overcome the sorrow and the gloom
Searching for something, a flag or a name
Thousands of hours, same questions still remain
But on that morning as I lifted my head
A man came to me, mohican atop his head
He said 'hey son, please don't fall back down
I've been through this before, ah sure I understand
Come along with me and i'll show you the world
Ask the right questions, what no kid may wonder'
You gotta live your life for your Life Won't Wait
Gotta wear your rage on your Black Derby Jacket
Rise up my son, put your mean fist in the air
Gotta pave your own way for this world's so unfair
So I said to him 'allright i'm on your side
But may I ask for some final advice
So Mr Armstrong said 'you gotta folk the system
Gotta break away from these tons and millions
Give it all you got, yeah give it all you got
You gotta build the future on the lessons of the past
Now my fist was up, my rage in good hands
Some drift along while some make a stand
But i'm on my own in a world of thugs
What am I gonna do between friendship and drugs?
But in a backstreet I came across that man
Yeah he sure was special, madness on his mind
Invited me along to his house of fun
I couldn't let him down, just stay free one more time
In that house I met a Strummer name Joe
Terry and Jimmy and a young lad named Sean
As I came to them I felt truly welcome
Grab a seat and a guitar, let's have a bit of fun
You know these people and where they come from
They've got reggae and soul and both of us belong
So I said to him 'all right I'm on your side
But may I ask for some final advice'
So Mr Strummer said 'you gotta folk the system
Gotta break away from these tons and millions
Give it all you got, yeah give it all you got
You gotta build the future on the lessons of the past
But I have to leave, find another way home
I'll head up north and see what comes along
On my way up I came across that pub
There was a salty dog in there, singing his song
He sang these words I had never heard before
And it shot me in the face, back up against a wall
My heart was boiling staring at this man
Can this be what they call seeing the light?
I had to catch him and talk about life
I soon realised that we walked the same path
As he left the pub, within a mile of home
He gave me his guitar and a hundred odd songs
And one of them it was telling about life
As it told me to float, it gave sense to mine
We've never seen the likes of you again
Believe in oneself, now I understand
Cause Mr King said 'you gotta folk the system
Gotta break away from these tons and millions
Give it all you got, yeah give it all you got
You gotta build the future on the lessons of the past
Up on that road, now homeward bound
Look right ahead for this planet is round
Look at this man, writing for his rights
Have a close listen to his railroad tracks
He sings for love, for sunshine and tears
He sings for passion and freedom is the theme
He's got these tunes that take it back to the roots
Here comes Mr Tambourine Man, lyrics in his boots
So I said to him 'yeah show me what you've got'
One hour later I stood by his side
Cause Mr Dylan said 'you gotta folk the system
Gotta break away from these tons and millions
Give it all you got, yeah give it all you got
You gotta build the future on the lessons of the past
Now everybody says 'you gotta folk the system
Gotta break away from these tons and millions
Give it all you got, yeah give it all you got
You gotta build the future on the lessons of the past"
Trying to overcome the sorrow and the gloom
Searching for something, a flag or a name
Thousands of hours, same questions still remain
But on that morning as I lifted my head
A man came to me, mohican atop his head
He said 'hey son, please don't fall back down
I've been through this before, ah sure I understand
Come along with me and i'll show you the world
Ask the right questions, what no kid may wonder'
You gotta live your life for your Life Won't Wait
Gotta wear your rage on your Black Derby Jacket
Rise up my son, put your mean fist in the air
Gotta pave your own way for this world's so unfair
So I said to him 'allright i'm on your side
But may I ask for some final advice
So Mr Armstrong said 'you gotta folk the system
Gotta break away from these tons and millions
Give it all you got, yeah give it all you got
You gotta build the future on the lessons of the past
Now my fist was up, my rage in good hands
Some drift along while some make a stand
But i'm on my own in a world of thugs
What am I gonna do between friendship and drugs?
But in a backstreet I came across that man
Yeah he sure was special, madness on his mind
Invited me along to his house of fun
I couldn't let him down, just stay free one more time
In that house I met a Strummer name Joe
Terry and Jimmy and a young lad named Sean
As I came to them I felt truly welcome
Grab a seat and a guitar, let's have a bit of fun
You know these people and where they come from
They've got reggae and soul and both of us belong
So I said to him 'all right I'm on your side
But may I ask for some final advice'
So Mr Strummer said 'you gotta folk the system
Gotta break away from these tons and millions
Give it all you got, yeah give it all you got
You gotta build the future on the lessons of the past
But I have to leave, find another way home
I'll head up north and see what comes along
On my way up I came across that pub
There was a salty dog in there, singing his song
He sang these words I had never heard before
And it shot me in the face, back up against a wall
My heart was boiling staring at this man
Can this be what they call seeing the light?
I had to catch him and talk about life
I soon realised that we walked the same path
As he left the pub, within a mile of home
He gave me his guitar and a hundred odd songs
And one of them it was telling about life
As it told me to float, it gave sense to mine
We've never seen the likes of you again
Believe in oneself, now I understand
Cause Mr King said 'you gotta folk the system
Gotta break away from these tons and millions
Give it all you got, yeah give it all you got
You gotta build the future on the lessons of the past
Up on that road, now homeward bound
Look right ahead for this planet is round
Look at this man, writing for his rights
Have a close listen to his railroad tracks
He sings for love, for sunshine and tears
He sings for passion and freedom is the theme
He's got these tunes that take it back to the roots
Here comes Mr Tambourine Man, lyrics in his boots
So I said to him 'yeah show me what you've got'
One hour later I stood by his side
Cause Mr Dylan said 'you gotta folk the system
Gotta break away from these tons and millions
Give it all you got, yeah give it all you got
You gotta build the future on the lessons of the past
Now everybody says 'you gotta folk the system
Gotta break away from these tons and millions
Give it all you got, yeah give it all you got
You gotta build the future on the lessons of the past"
Contributed by Dq82 - 2024/10/24 - 09:19
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