Paul Shapera - Act III, S2 - The Movement 1 | Текст песни

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(BYRON and AMELIA and other Voodoopunks are hanging out)

BYRON:
In the movement, In the nights of dead and dance
In the movement, The haunted held within our hands
In the movement, Jasper, love is why I do
In the movement, the love I never get from you

In the movement
Come and dance through the night
In the movement
Ridden by the blinding light

At the crossroads and the barrow
We have come to court the shadow

BYRON and AMELIA:
In the movement
Loa live within our hands
In the movement
Our voodoo opens other lands
In the movement
Drugs and dance and spirits whirl
In the movement
And we reject our father’s world

In the movement
Come and dance through the night
In the movement
Ridden by the blinding light

At the crossroads and the barrow
We have come to court the shadow

AMELIA and OTHER VOODOOPUNKS:
In the movement, In the nights of dead and dance
In the movement, The haunted held within our hands
In the movement, All for love is all I do
In the movement, the love I never get from you

In the movement
Come and dance through the night
In the movement
Ridden by the blinding light

At the crossroads and the barrow
We have come to court the shadow

BYRON:
Can’t you speak to me
Can’t you speak to me

All the things we could share and conceive
if you’d just speak with me

My friends these elections this season to come
Your capitalists, socialists, facists and bums
Your left and your right are both out of their heads
So this year for office we’re running the dead

Vote for our Doll for his stance never bends
He knows we are equal when it comes to the end
Your money and taxes, your debts and your gains
One day at the end we will all be the same

Your government robs you and bleeds you and now
My friend’s one day soon will come break your door down
Instead of the system my friends walk away
Come ride at the crossroads come do it today

You think that this world you live in is all?
Come feel the spirit the Baron he calls
Don’t be a zombie vote dead all the way
Vote voodoopunk we dance with you on your grave

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