Kappaleen sanat
A world in perfect harmony
a world filled with honesty
a world filled with victory
glory, joy and comedy
A world without poverty
a world without oligarchy
a world without bloody history
a world without philosophy
Opinions create dissension
Conversations create drama
Dilemmas create tension
There’s a simple solution
Who cares about pollution?
Who minds free heat?
Come in, kid, take a seat:
There’s a simple solution
A world without thieves
a world without Technicolor breeds
a world without bad seeds
a world where everyone plays along
And no one disagrees on anything
and no one sings criticism for the society
No one points the finger of blame
no one ever feels any guilt or shame
All but one are singing in tune
one tries to stay outside the circle
everyone waits for him to join in
they wait for him to become sane
He doesn’t want to be part of the herd
he thinks he’s special, how absurd!
Left as an outcast for having a mind of his own
soon he’ll gladly join the puppet show
No need for authors
no need for scientists
no need for herbivores
no need for elitists
No need for sinners
no need for dreamers
the real one’s just come true
a perfect world has come due
Has Beelzebub come to Coral Island
have deserts overtaken all of Ireland?
Still waters which no one dips a toe in
No daredevil skips around mountain cliffs
Questions with obvious answers
answers with programmed choral tonality
Grazing without a single worry
mocking the thinkers long gone extinct
The refugees have finally come home from the funny farm
they realised they need something fixed in their core
Now is the time that they stop doing self-harm
Time to assimilate, time to be a good boy once more
A billion faces, a billion minds
all possessing a single thought:
the idea of a united world
the idea of a perfect world
What a perfect world
a world filled with honesty
a world filled with victory
glory, joy and comedy
A world without poverty
a world without oligarchy
a world without bloody history
a world without philosophy
Opinions create dissension
Conversations create drama
Dilemmas create tension
There’s a simple solution
Who cares about pollution?
Who minds free heat?
Come in, kid, take a seat:
There’s a simple solution
A world without thieves
a world without Technicolor breeds
a world without bad seeds
a world where everyone plays along
And no one disagrees on anything
and no one sings criticism for the society
No one points the finger of blame
no one ever feels any guilt or shame
All but one are singing in tune
one tries to stay outside the circle
everyone waits for him to join in
they wait for him to become sane
He doesn’t want to be part of the herd
he thinks he’s special, how absurd!
Left as an outcast for having a mind of his own
soon he’ll gladly join the puppet show
No need for authors
no need for scientists
no need for herbivores
no need for elitists
No need for sinners
no need for dreamers
the real one’s just come true
a perfect world has come due
Has Beelzebub come to Coral Island
have deserts overtaken all of Ireland?
Still waters which no one dips a toe in
No daredevil skips around mountain cliffs
Questions with obvious answers
answers with programmed choral tonality
Grazing without a single worry
mocking the thinkers long gone extinct
The refugees have finally come home from the funny farm
they realised they need something fixed in their core
Now is the time that they stop doing self-harm
Time to assimilate, time to be a good boy once more
A billion faces, a billion minds
all possessing a single thought:
the idea of a united world
the idea of a perfect world
What a perfect world
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