Sometimes when facing common trouble When whole town is screwed We become actually human Act like Prometheus would Suddenly there is more humor And a party tabor style People ringing one another "Yo man, how was your blackout?" Suddenly there is more music Made with buckets in the park Girls are dancing with the flashlights I got only one guitar And you see brothers and sisters All engaged in sport of help Making merry out of nothing Like in refugee camp Oh yeah, oh no, it doesn't have to be so It is possible anytime, anywhere Even without any dough Oh yeah, oh no, it doesn't have to be so Forces of the creative mind are unstoppable! And you think, all right, now people They have finally woked up But as soon as trouble over Watch them take another nap Now nobody is making merry Only trotting scared of boss Everybody's making hurry For some old forgotten cause But one thing is surely eternal It's condition of a man Who don't know where he is going Who don't know where does he stand Whose dream power is a bottle Put away in dry dark place Whose youth power is well buried Under propaganda waves Whose dream life in opposition With the life he leads today Who's beaten down in believing It just kinda goes this way! Oh yeah, oh no, it doesn't have to be so Forces of the creative mind are unstoppable!
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