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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kurt David Jansohn
Kurt David Jansohn
Organ
Mellodose
Mellodose
Performer
TreeHouse!
TreeHouse!
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marco David Martinez
Marco David Martinez
Songwriter
Jeremy Anderson
Jeremy Anderson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shane Violette
Shane Violette
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Last night I had a dream The world had cured all its suffering No more wars No more disease No casualties or tragedies A perfect paradise Opened up right before my eyes The people finally realized All the fighting kept us from the prize And I don't wanna be The one to read the eulogy in this procession Slaves to our possessions And I don't wanna see The ones I love to have to struggle for a living When it's our own graves we're digging (Let us rise and say) Don't wanna work in the field no more Mama said it's part of the daily chore I work all my bones to the very core It's a grave situation Don't wanna fight for the man no more Don't even know what I'm fighting for They'll bury the world just to win the war It's a grave situation Last night I had a dream Now I see it's a reality And now I know how it could be If we all work collectively Toward a perfect paradise Where no one has to pay their tithe And no one has to give their life Or work the late shift through the night And I don't wanna be The one to read the eulogy in this procession Slaves to our possessions And I don't wanna see The ones I love to have to struggle for a living When it's our own graves we're digging (Let us bow our heads and pray) Don't wanna work in the field no more Mama said it's part of the daily chore I work all my bones to the very core It's a grave situation Don't wanna fight for the man no more Don't even know what I'm fighting for They'll bury the world just to win the war It's a grave situation
Writer(s): Marco David Martinez, Jeremy Joseph Anderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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