Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Red Box
Red Box
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
TOULSON-CLARKE
TOULSON-CLARKE
Composer

Songtexte

O hey ho living in domes
Open air homes
Effortless tone
Eagle has flown
Cover's been blown
Living in domes
And what you can see is not
What we could become
And what you can see is not (Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna)
What we could become
And what you can see is not (Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna)
What we could become
Stone by stone build a new home
On the land that no man can share
Zone by zone raising the tone
In a place where the people stare
Wear and tear mama don't care
Held your own to the touching stone
Hey ho hey ho living in domes
Working to the rhythm of an intellect that's driven by greed
(Under domes it's a different kind)
Concentrate to listen for the rondo that we christen king speed
Swaying, double trouble left behind
Smoke of human sacrifices (Smoke of human sacrifices)
Broken promise money vices (Broken promise money vices)
No one moves and no one cares
And no one says they're living in squares
And what you can see is not (Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna)
What we could become
And what you can see is not
And what you can see is not (Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna)
What we could become
And what you can see is not
Lost and found inherited ground
In a place where the statesmen are
Round and round circular sound
We're the beat spectacular
Colour bar African star
And your feet don't touch the ground
Hey ya hey ya you will go far
Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna
Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna
And what you can see is not (Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna)
What we could become
And what you can see is not
And what you can see is not (Hosanna, hosanna, hosanna)
What we could become
And what you can see is not
Written by: TOULSON-CLARKE
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