Lyrics:
introduced the oceans to the earth
Well whoever made the snowflakes
Made shadows where doubts lurk
I suspect an artist is at work
I know when an artist
No weak men in the books at home
The strong men who have made the world
History lives on the books at home
The books at home
It's not made by
Oh, oh my darling
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
The artist pays the price
So you won't have to pay
If only we would listen
To what they have to say
Oh, oh my darling
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
The artist pays the price
So you won't have to pay
If only we would listen
To what they have to say
And the men who hold high places
Must be the ones who start
To mold a new reality
Closer to the heart
Closer to the heart
The blacksmith
that
I'm vulnerable and in life
There is no real safety
Except self-belief and an
Understanding that I'm not the owner
Of my talents i'm not
The owner
a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sun
Want to read books in the studies of men
Born on the breeze and die on the wind
If I was an artist
And the men who hold high places
Must be the ones who start
To mold a new reality
Closer to the heart
Closer to the heart
The blacksmith
a vast high powered rocket to the core of the sun
Want to read books in the studies of men
Born on the breeze and die on the wind
If I was an artist
In the beginning God made the land
Then He made the water and creatures, then He made man
He was born with a passion, love and hate
A restless spirit
In the beginning, God made the land
Then He made the water and creatures, then He made man
He was born with a passion, love and hate
A restless
Oh 3eref la3chna f delam b sif nebriw yeah
Bla lil ma3emerek kenti ghatechouf njoum
Self made yeah men 0
Artist machi rappeur yeah
Bghina rockstar
In the beginning God made the land
Then He made the water and creatures, then He made man
He was born with a passion, love and hate
A restless
upon
As long as some men linger deep within the twilight zone
The weak will always take the road that leads to wall of stone
There should be made a stone
And then you'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around
Mighty, mighty pleasin', pappy's corn squeezin'
Sh, white lightnin'
Well, the "G" men, "T" men
"Good God Almighty, like back in the old days
You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play
How to play it and you know whether
?
D-E-V-O
Are we not pins?
We are Devo
Are we not men?
D-E-V-O
All together now, God made man!
But he used the monkey to do it
Apes in the plan
of men
Made a promise for a new life
No savior for our sakes
To twist the internees of hate
Self-induced manipulation
To crush all thoughts of mass
,
Just a strange infatuation.
The leaders of men,
Made a promise for a new life.
No savior for our sakes,
To twist the internees of hate,
Self induced
His mind is up his sleeve
And his talk is make believe
Oh, Lord, the man's a fraud
He's a flim flam man
He's an artist
He's a flim flam man
He's
And then you'd fill him a jug and he'd pass it around
Mighty, mighty pleasin', pappy's corn squeezin'
Sh, white lightnin'
Well, the "G" men, "T" men
Morning fields of amber gray
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me
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