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W. H. Lung
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Mr P and his three-faced embassy Walk hand in hand to a human parliament Chanting, we got Qualms with the rich Qualms with the ill, Qualms with the poor Chanting, we got Qualms with the young Qualms with the old, Qualms with the poor To murmured agreement (The house sat, struck still In silent attentive frenzy:) Throw your arms, he says, Up in an ecstasy And dance, white men, Dance and repeat after me: It's now law that: One equals two One equals three, One equals four Now you're getting it! Praise unto me and let it be seen I am your Lord But what do we call you? Came the voice of the interlocutor One, one, one, one Call me Inspiration! Inspiration! Praise the name Inspiration! You came again (Mr P's six hundred and fifty-three faced embassy Dance, dance, dance up to the edge of the sea) To hurl yourself, he proclaims, Off the promontory Is to take my name in a meaningful reverie A dissenter shouts, wait a second We're not the young, We're not the old, We're not the poor Anyway, my arm's getting sore One, two, three, four Let's all go home Mr P was left alone Say what? Come again Say what? Come again Say what? Come again I'm Inspiration But I came again But I came again But I came again No one want some inspiration? (Mr P is left stranded on a coastal jut of white rock With Jesus, Zeus and a handful of sun gods Waiting, watching as the tide rolls in) Going down Into culture, Drowning in And under all the culture Going down, Going down, Into the sea, Drowning in All this eternity If the earth feels small, Throw yourself from a high wall And watch as the ground grows tall We're dropping like flies, What's the plan? Look up boys, See what we could've won We're dropping like flies, What's the plan? Look up boys, See what we could've won We're dropping like flies, What's the plan? Look up boys, See what we could've won We're dropping like flies, What's the plan? Look up boys, See what we could've won As we live, so we die, Give it time Take the coins off your eyes, None survive Men are words, lives are lines, Allay a life As we live as we die, No one needs us to survive As we live so we die, No one needs us to survive Take the coins off your eyes, No one needs us to survive Men are words, Lives are lines, No one needs us to survive And we live then we die, No one needs us to survive Inspiration! Praise the name Inspiration! You came again Inspiration! Praise the name Inspiration! Don't come again
Writer(s): Thomas Michael George Derbyshire, Thomas James Sharkett, Joseph William Evans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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