World Epiphany 1.2 - Todd Rundgren

Worldwide epiphany

Worldwide epiphany

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Babies and bachelors, fishes, cabbages, and queens

Can’t hear it comin', but we know what it means

Boats upon the ocean, every plane in the air

Never know just how or when, but we always know where

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Take it from the ground up, this is the last roundup

You can’t win, and you can’t break even

You can’t be leavin' the game anyway

You’ve got to stay 'cause we came to play

It’s a new gene, a new wavelength, or maybe it’s a virus

Put the fire in us and inspire us

To trust and lust for the good life

And all that is required of us

Turn to the headline news as if we had a right to choose

To have no views as the rocket’s red glare pollutes the air

And we swear that it can’t happen here

And we’ll never be there

We got the right to know, which means

We got the right to misunderstand

And slant the plan to help our hand and man

They call it a culture, but it sucks you in like quicksand

Killer bees finally make it to Tokyo

Juliet never made it with Romeo

But check out the video later

Terminator III’s gonna preview the next fifty years or so

Give it up one more time for the king of soul

Let the good times roll, bring it on, bring it on

Dusk 'til dawn, the landlady’s gone

Send the bill to the government, pack it in cement

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