History will not dissolve us
The effervescence of amarach
We were born to the future
We will follow our bliss
Futures doors will open
The past has taken the piss
We are not the children of the revolution
We should be the solution
We will not be televised
We will be tweeted, blogged hash tagged
and facebook status uptodated
Lets stir shit
Lets get to grips with what is ours
Mystic Meg isn’t the only one who can see it in the stars
Pieces is dead and Aquarious beckons
Tomorrow is our reckoning
We do not masturbate on planes
We use our brains
And our feet
Our education is from our streets
those that march the blue beat
Them peelers should be after the dealers
And drop their batons from their hands
Forget about their holy lands
Recyyle what they have sown
We shall reep our own
Let us communitse not brutalize
Let us optimize.
The future is yesterdays today
Tomorrow is ours.
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