Turn back, O man, forswear thy foolish ways. Old now is Earth and none may count her days.
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Yet thou, her child, whose head is crowned with flames Still walk not hear Thine inner God proclaim.
Turn back, O man (Is your seat comfortable?) Turn back, O man (Mmm I like that...) Turn back, O man (Can ya take it?) Forswear thy foolish ways.
(See ya later I'm going to the front of the the-a-ter.)
Earth might be fair, And all men glad and wise Age after age, their tragic empires rise
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Built while they dream, And in that dreaming weep Would men but wake From out his harmful sleep.
Turn back, O man (I'll sing it again.) Turn back, O man (Can you see from where you're sittin'?) Turn back, O man (Hiya big boy) Forswear thy foolish ways
JESUS: Earth shall be fair, and all her people one. Nor till that hour shall God's whole will be done. Now, even now, Once more from earth to sky, Peals forth in joy man's old undaunted cry: Earth shall be fair, and all her people one.
(Come here, Jesus, I got something to show ya.)
Turn back, O man, Forswear thy foolish ways. Old now is Earth and none may count her days
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Yet thou, her child, whose head is crowned with flames Still walk not hear Thine inner God proclaim.
Turn back, O man Turn back, O man Turn back, O man Forswear thine foolish ways