The Year Is 1991, It Seems That Freedom's Dead And Gone


The Power Of The Rich Is Held By Few


Keep The Young Ones Paralized, Educated By Your Lies


Keep The Old Ones Happy With The News


Tell The Singer Not To Singthis Song


Tell The Poet That She's Wrong


And In The Courts You'll Win The Case With Lines


Cos You Sold Them Down The River-o





Do I Belong To Some Ancient Race


I Like To Walk In Ancient Places


These Are The Things That I Can Understand


I Don't Believe In Your Modern Way


Don't Care About The Things You Say


Your Policies Have Failed The Test Of Time


Cos You Sold Them Down The River-o





Now In A Land Not Far Away, There's Men In Prison Because They Say


The Colour Of Your Skin Is Not A Question


Did You Rally To Their Side?


No, You Sat Back And Let Them Die


I Don't Know How You Get To Sleep At Night





CHORUS





Your Money Market Goes Round And Round


The Pound Goes Up, The Dollar Goes Down


Another South American Forest Cut Down


You Need The Power For Your New Towns


Cos You Get Scared When The Night Comes Down


Won't You Tell Me Where It Is That We Are Bound?





CHORUS