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High time we made a stand And took up the views of the common man and the love train Rides from coast to coast, D.J.'s the man we love the most Could you be, could you be squeaky clean and smash any hope of democracy As the headline says you're free to choose There's egg on your face and mud on your shoes One of these days they're gonna call it the blues, yeah Sowing the seeds of love, seeds of love, sowing the seeds Sowing the seeds of love, seeds of love, sowing the seeds I spy tears in their eyes they look to the skies for some kind of divine intervention Food goes to waste So nice to eat, so nice to taste Politician granny with your high ideals Have you no idea how the majority feels? So without love and a promised land We're fools to the rules of a government plan Kick out the Style Bring back the Jam Sowing the seeds of love, seeds of love, sowing the seeds Sowing the seeds of love, seeds of love, sowing the seeds The birds and the bees My girlfriend and me In love Feel the pain Talk about it If you're a worried man Then shout about it Open hearts Feel about it Open minds Think about it
Writer(s): Roland Orzabal, Curt Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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