They say they like it, now, but in the market it
May not go well as it's too laid back.
You need some oomph-papa, nothing like
Frank Zappa
And not New Wave they don't play that crap
Try beating your head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Don't have time for the music
They want the blood from a clone
I hear a clock ticking
I feel the nitpicking
I almost quit kicking at the wall
There seems a confusion, under the illusion
That they know just what will suit you all
Beating my head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't got time for the music
They want the blood from a clone
There is no sense to it
Pure pounds and pence to it
They're so intense too makes me amazed
Don't want no music but, they're making you sick with
Some awful noises that may get played
By beating their heads on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Ain't no messing 'round with music
Give them the blood from a clone
Where will it all lead us
I thought we had freed us
From the mundane seems I'm wrong again
Could be they lack roots, they're still wearing jack boots they're
Marching somewhere in the pouring rain
Beating my head on a brick wall
Hard like a stone
Don't have time for the music
They want the blood from a clone

You dance at the discotheque
That's why you look such a wreck
Your face is pale you look drawn
Your clothes are dirty and torn
You've got that look in your eyes that says
You're half alive and you're lost inside
Meanwhile you're back in your cage
Ego'd out on the stage
Where the unconsciousness rules

You've got yourself in a bind
You don't know how to unwind
Your senses unsatisfied
Take you along on a ride
You've got a way and a stance that says
You'll dance the pants off of everyone
Then you go back on the floor
You got to get through the door
Where the unconsciousness rules.

You've lost a screw in your head
It shows the way you're led
Blind leading the blind
Nothing can stand in your way
You're living day after day
Where the unconsciousness rules.

You are the One
You are my love
You send the rain and bring the sun
You stand alone and speak the truth
You are the breath of life itself, oh yes you are
You are the One
You're in my dream
I hold you there in high esteem
I need you more each step I take
You are the love in life itself, oh yes you are
You are the One
You are the one that I'd die for
And you're all that is real
You are the essence of that which
We taste, touch and feel
You are the One
No matter what
You are the real love that I've got
You are my friend and when life's through
You are the light in death itself, oh yes are
You are the One
They call you Christ, Vishnu, Buddha, Jehovah,
Our Lord
You are, Govinda, Bismillah, Creator of All
You are the One
No matter what
You are the real love that I've got
You are my friend and when life's through
You are the light in death itself, oh yes are
You are the One
You are my love
You send the rain and bring the sun
You stand alone and speak the truth
You are the breath of life itself, oh yes you are
You are the breath of life itself, oh yes you are
You are the One

I'm shouting all about love
While they treated you like a dog
When you were the one who had made it so clear
All those years ago.
I'm talking all about how to give
They don't act with much honesty
But you point the way to the truth when you say
All you need is love.
Living with good and bad
I always look up to you
Now we're left cold and sad
By someone the devil's best friend
Someone who offended all.
We're living in a bad dream
They've forgotten all about mankind
And you were the one they backed up to the wall
All those years ago
You were the one who Imagined it all
All those years ago.
Deep in the darkest night
I send out a prayer to you
Now in the world of light
Where the spirit free of the lies
And all else that we despised.
They've forgotten all about God
He's the only reason we exist
Yet you were the one that they said was so weird
All those years ago
You said it all though not many had ears
All those years ago
You had control of our smiles and our tears
All those years ago

Teardrops-I've had my share of crying buckets full of
Teardrops-so hard to take-I got a soaking with those
Teardrops-and it feels like I have taken over from the rain.
In the heart of the lonely man
In and out of love more often where most others can
He walks the streets like the losers in some lovers game
He talks so sweet but the news is always much the same.
Teardrops-I've had my share of crying buckets full of
Teardrops-so hard to take-I got a soaking with those
Teardrops-and it feels like I have taken over from the rain. In the eyes of the lonely one
Everything is cold and hopeless that he looks upon
He needs a friend a lover who can comfort him
His deeds offend he knows that he has brought on him.
Teardrops-I've had my share of crying buckets full of
Teardrops-so hard to take-I got a soaking with those
Teardrops-and it feels like I have taken over from the rain.

He's fighting the forces of darkness limitation
Falsehood and mortality which bar him
The way back into the higher world
While his whole being is bewildered
He does not know-no law of action
Taking refuge inside himself and he's saying
I need someone to show me
Illumine my consciousness
Remove the dark from in me
And give me that which I have lost
As all had seemed lost a light from Heaven breaking
A flash-inward illumination
Enriched his life more than any words can tell
He stood there, life renewed fresh as rain
Scales were falling from his eyes again
The bolts of his prison opening -he's saying
I found someone who showed me
Illumined my consciousness
Removed the dark from in me
And given me that which I have lost
You people don't have time to listen to him
You're too busy fighting revolutions
That keep you back down in the lower world
Your mirrors of understanding they need cleansing
Polish away the dust of desire
Before pure light will reflect in them
You need someone to show you
Illumine your consciousness
Remove the dark from in you
And give you that which you have lost.

The writing's on the wall brother
Your life is in your hands
It's up to you to see the writing's on the wall.
It looks you in the eye mister
It's time we stand up tall
Go see and understand the writing's on the wall.
Strange we hold on to things that have no grace or power
While death holds on to us much more with every passing hour
And all the time you thought it would last
Your life, your friends would always be
'Til they're drunk away or shot away or die away from you.
There's nothing that you need sister
The Lord is in you all
Life is designed to see the writing's on the wall.
The music's in the air mothers
You may have heard it call
To you that you may see the writing's on the wall.
Be careful going home sister
Be watchful down that road
You've got a lot of love sister
More to grow.
The writing's on the wall brothers
Your life is in your hands
It's up to you to see the writing's on the wall
I hope that you may see the writing's on the wall.