Lyrics:
Little Nemo rubbed his eyes and got out of bed,
Trying hard to piece together a broken dream.
His visions lifelike and full of imagination
It's
tender to me
On Washington's day
I hope and I pray that you'll be here with me
When the mountains that rise tumble into the sea
And the visions
Little Nemo rubbed his eyes and got out of bed,
trying hard to piece together a broken dream.
His visions lifelike and full of imagination
it's
the mountains that rise tumble into the sea
And the visions that come are the visions that stay
Hope you'll be here with me
Home on Washington's day
I want you to get a gun
And head on down to Washington
I want you to climb up high
High in the sky and shoot them all
Th-th-they don't deserve
marionettes of
Real bone and blood
Stand on the corner of Washington square
Well our vision was stinging
And our eyes were blurring
Elevators got you
It's time to take you to the other side
The side you gotta watch your A&E cable television for homie
But we live this shit
I'm not a star, well
FAYA !
They know it from television while me I see street reality
They don't have no vision and me I go crazy
You don't have no clue about the pain
pills and lies and still they find their vision
And soon they leave you to your yesterday
And they sing bye bye scars of history
And bye bye bankers'
Insanity has found its way to TV screens
Vision seems impossible to me
They fight (they fight) for king (for king) and country
I never would have thought
Insanity has found its way to TV screens
Vision seems impossible to me
They fight (they fight) for king (for king) and country
I never would have thought
heads talking to us on the television
Silver screen preachers, politicians
Say they got the answers, first they wanna squeeze us
Send a little money,
Ponder on the stool that still has you in its grip
That stool could be as old and dead as General Washington
So long as it's still in ya then they'll be no
me
They make us sick, and we pay, for the cure
Open your eyes, what do you see?
I have visions, I have nightmares
Christian man, full of sin, living
aircraft, departed Washington Dulles International cirport at 8:20 a.m. en route to Los cngeles with a crew of six and 53 passengers, not including five
Her Irving Berlin optimism
Can't touch my Cole Porter sad
She fell asleep before the television
Me and the TV are insomniacs
And we both know this
they be gossiping
I can't wait until my wrist pink, they gone watch the kid
Ima ball just like a wizard, yeah like Washington, yeah like Washington
Time
sixty-one when we went to Washington;
She put her arms around me and said, "Camelot's begun."
We listened to his visions of how our land should be;
We
the world at bay
Policeman wants us obey
Doomsday doomsday
Doomsday doomsday
And the television's spewing hate
Talking bout the rise of crime ratings
Yo Washington? What up Joe?
You ready? Let's show em what it's all about
We started with nothing, made a
Couple millies
Yo Washington
What up Joe
You ready
Let's show em what it's all about
We started with nothing made a couple millies
I told you my life already
engulfing war yell. is she tartarean again today with her aphrodisiac the tarantella sway. in anagogical vision I am what I see. in anaclitical remission
not a short film
Big budget Denzel Washington, Will Smith yeah
Scarface, Al Pacino, Godfather, Marlon Brando
A word to the wise watch your guys
and the media
This is their method to control you
Boiling you down to the wedge issues
That's what their selling on the television
Media's profiting from our
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