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Whence and Whither the Wind
f*** bands who rip on the 80's
Take charge
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Lyrics
If I could write a story I'd write 700 pages
about a teenage boy who knows the worlds to beautiful to ever know
how deep the setting summer sun turns crimson into dark
yeah 700 pages would be a start
then business men around the globe
would drop their papers and go home
and never think of wallstreet anymore
corrupt governments and rebel fighters
would drop their guns and see each other through different eyes
yeah there'd be no more war
my idealism's fading fast
so help me to remember
all the nights behind your father's store
out in the fields under the stars
'cause standing every morning at this steamy bathroom window watching time taking its toll...
and if all the jocks in all the jeeps got the counscelling they so desperately need
a guy like me could walk around in peace
then angry british football mobs
would suddenly mellow out because
their thirst for blood would greatly be decreased
and little boys and little girls
in playgrounds all around the world
would never have to grow old anymore...
about a teenage boy who knows the worlds to beautiful to ever know
how deep the setting summer sun turns crimson into dark
yeah 700 pages would be a start
then business men around the globe
would drop their papers and go home
and never think of wallstreet anymore
corrupt governments and rebel fighters
would drop their guns and see each other through different eyes
yeah there'd be no more war
my idealism's fading fast
so help me to remember
all the nights behind your father's store
out in the fields under the stars
'cause standing every morning at this steamy bathroom window watching time taking its toll...
and if all the jocks in all the jeeps got the counscelling they so desperately need
a guy like me could walk around in peace
then angry british football mobs
would suddenly mellow out because
their thirst for blood would greatly be decreased
and little boys and little girls
in playgrounds all around the world
would never have to grow old anymore...

