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Fine Again

from The Zen House by Friends

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Round, round, up and down
Dead-eyed kids, dead-end town
“Find that idiot child
Special needs, simple smile
The knives, hoods, sticks and the stones
Alright, there’ll be some broken bones
All those films that I’ve seen
We’ll make him squeal, we’ll make him scream”
Here, there, back again
Bitter hearts, bitter end

Who said everything would turn out fine again?
Who said anything about a quiet weekend?
Who believes in rock and roll
In gods and everlasting souls?
What about the life that would be mine, my friend?

And so who speaks poison words
Overdone, overheard?
Look and you will find
Dirty thoughts, toxic minds
“All you look just the same
Your different face, your funny names
Blah, blah, the things you say
Are all around me, keep away”
Breathe and you’ll inhale
Filthy air, something stale

Thirty-six inch screen
Or land of broken dreams
You’re going to be a star
Or stay right where you are
A world of opportunity
Win the game show you’ll be free
Your family had a black and white TV

You know we don’t read the news
Narrow streets, normal views
Just a bit of fun
Keep it quick, and get it done
“Hey, lads, here’s my scheme
I’ve planned it all, I’ve had a dream
You all know what I mean
We’ll wipe the whole place pure and clean”
No more days to lose
It’s time to act, it’s time to choose

Another neighbourhood
The boys and girls come out to play
So tell me something good
And what you learned at school today
I read about a world
With seven wonders, long ago
A voice I’d never heard
A king who had a dream of hope here
So when did it come true?
Was that about me too?
So all of this was new?
And then what did he do?

Who’s the guilty man?
Bloody deed, bloody hands
We know who you are
Where you live and park your car
You see weak or strong
And never pay, no right and wrong
You talk of family
Of free speech and democracy
“We’ll work out a few good lies
Our story straight, our alibis”

Who said everything would turn out fine again?


Written by William Jones
Published by Summerhouse Music Ltd

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from The Zen House, released May 23, 2011
William Jones: voice, acoustic & electric guitar

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