John Lucas - Caesar lyrics
[John Lucas - Caesar lyrics]
I have no spare change and I have
Not the time for your melodies
And here while you sit
The world is passing you by
And here you sing of peace and the
Wild like the frontier's still out there
But if we buried our guns in the
Earth we'd all die by the sword
Oh everything's been bought and sold
And bought and sold again
Dreams won't pay your taxes and
Dreams won't feed your children
Dreams don't make the world go
Dreams don't make the world go round
Go make a man of yourself
And put your stake in the ground
Turn the tree to timber
Turn the earth to brick
Push the savage from the
Land with empty promises
Oh make a man of yourself
And put that old guitar down
For the harvest is plentiful
But the workers are few
And son your promised land will
Not be handed to you
Oh everything's been bought and sold
And bought and sold again
Dreams won't pay your taxes and
Dreams won't feed your children
Dreams don't make the world go
Dreams don't make the world go round
Go make a man of yourself
And put your stake in the ground
Oh I asked you not for change and
I asked you not for scorn
And you can hold my pity
For I was not just born
And you can hold the treasures
That divide and destroy
Oh I know everything's been bought and
Sold and bought and sold again
Take what is Caesar's
But you will not touch my children
For the kingdom of heaven is
Hidden in a field
And though you pillage and plunder
For you it is concealed
For you cannot rob what your eyes cannot see
And you cannot love when your
Heart is not free so make a man of yourself
And become like a child
Not the time for your melodies
And here while you sit
The world is passing you by
And here you sing of peace and the
Wild like the frontier's still out there
But if we buried our guns in the
Earth we'd all die by the sword
Oh everything's been bought and sold
And bought and sold again
Dreams won't pay your taxes and
Dreams won't feed your children
Dreams don't make the world go
Dreams don't make the world go round
Go make a man of yourself
And put your stake in the ground
Turn the tree to timber
Turn the earth to brick
Push the savage from the
Land with empty promises
Oh make a man of yourself
And put that old guitar down
For the harvest is plentiful
But the workers are few
And son your promised land will
Not be handed to you
Oh everything's been bought and sold
And bought and sold again
Dreams won't pay your taxes and
Dreams won't feed your children
Dreams don't make the world go
Dreams don't make the world go round
Go make a man of yourself
And put your stake in the ground
Oh I asked you not for change and
I asked you not for scorn
And you can hold my pity
For I was not just born
And you can hold the treasures
That divide and destroy
Oh I know everything's been bought and
Sold and bought and sold again
Take what is Caesar's
But you will not touch my children
For the kingdom of heaven is
Hidden in a field
And though you pillage and plunder
For you it is concealed
For you cannot rob what your eyes cannot see
And you cannot love when your
Heart is not free so make a man of yourself
And become like a child