Hymn From A Village (Orchestral Version)

Lyrics

[Verse 1] This songs made up, made second rate Cosmetic music, powderpuff Pop tunes, false rhymes, all lightweight bluffs Second-hand ideas, no soul, no hate [Chorus] Wasn't mean to be built on complacency The nightmares ride away when you refuse to play Oh go and read a book it's so much more worth while Being a song-smith crook, study death in style Study death in style [Verse 2] This language used is all worn out A walking corpse that won't play dead Disease dragged on from bed to bed Pay for your twist, paid for shout [Chorus] Wasn't meant to be built on complacency Opеn your eyes and see that lie is not for wе Raise a rope and a knife cut it out - the lie I don't want to decay take the short cut away Oh go and read a book it's so much more worthwhile Being a song-smith crook study death in style Study death in style [Post-Chorus] Heard you calling through the drumbeat Answered with sticks and bones Scream, shout, and dance about the campfire You can hear the question, can you feel the reply? [Outro] Heard you calling through the drumbeat Heard you calling through the drumbeat Can you hear the question, feel the reply? Can you hear the question, feel the reply? Hymn from a village The hymn from a village