if all the people in the world camped out in your
back garden
would you write and tell the king or would you grab
a tent and join 'em
i can see that all the possibilities for freedon
could just sway your first decision to subject them
all to oblivion
and do you geel your life is threatened by fabricated
stories
dreamt up by the sons of campers that you killed
back in the forties
i could see that all the possibilities for conflict
could just back up your decision to subject them
all to oblivion
i can't stand the things that they do to me
i wont wait for jesus to prove to me
when all the people in the world move out of your
back garden
would you celebrate the passing of your life as mr
badman
you could see that all the possibilties in peacetime
should just force a new decision, don't subject them
all to oblivion
i can't stand the things that they do to me
i wont wait for jesus to prove to me
i can't stand the things that they do to me
i wont wait for jesus to prove to me
oh goodness, my gracious, i hope it's not contagious
although it seems it's catching it's best not to
get careless
oh goodness, my gracious, i hope it's not contagious
although it seems it's catching it's best not to
get careless
oblivion
oblivion
oblivion
oblivion....