Artist : FIXX, THE
Album : Walkabout
Investigate what your ancestors left you
A wreath, a god, and belief in slavery
You fight away this monochrome pact
It's legal action, it's matter of fact (that)
The Romans hailed a sun god
The Christians tortured Jews
Together is that belief for you
Walkabout the rock
It may give you a few answers
Don't lie about the rock
Walkabout the rock
It gives me all the answers
Don't lie about the rock
What better way to conquer a nation
Than steal away its spiritual release
When after all the door is left wide open
Hey men of God say what do you preach?
Walkabout the rock. . .
So maybe it's dreamtime
Close your eyes and drift away
Dreamtime
Close your eyes don't fight it
You believe what you believe
Without question without waste
You innoculate the children
Against their reason against their fate
You pray for mystical decisions
Through the gates
We are inside this is our final state
Walkabout the rock . . .
Dream, dream time
Close your eyes and drift away
Dreamtime
Close your eyes...
To every man a kingdom for the better of man's estate
Dreamtime
You believe what you believe
Without question without waste
There's no dreamtime
Walkabout the rock...
Album : Walkabout
Investigate what your ancestors left you
A wreath, a god, and belief in slavery
You fight away this monochrome pact
It's legal action, it's matter of fact (that)
The Romans hailed a sun god
The Christians tortured Jews
Together is that belief for you
Walkabout the rock
It may give you a few answers
Don't lie about the rock
Walkabout the rock
It gives me all the answers
Don't lie about the rock
What better way to conquer a nation
Than steal away its spiritual release
When after all the door is left wide open
Hey men of God say what do you preach?
Walkabout the rock. . .
So maybe it's dreamtime
Close your eyes and drift away
Dreamtime
Close your eyes don't fight it
You believe what you believe
Without question without waste
You innoculate the children
Against their reason against their fate
You pray for mystical decisions
Through the gates
We are inside this is our final state
Walkabout the rock . . .
Dream, dream time
Close your eyes and drift away
Dreamtime
Close your eyes...
To every man a kingdom for the better of man's estate
Dreamtime
You believe what you believe
Without question without waste
There's no dreamtime
Walkabout the rock...
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