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, hows your blackout? Suddenly there is more music Made with the 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 doesnt have to be so It is possible any time anywhere Even without any dough Oh yeah, oh no, it doesnt 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 the trouble over Watch them take another nap Now nobodies making merry Only trotting scared of boss Everybodys making hurry For some old forgotten cause But one thing is surely eternal Its condition of a man Who dont know where he is going Who dont know where does he stand Whos dream power is a bottle Put away in dry dark place Whos youth power is well buried Under propaganda waves Whos dream lifes in opposition With the life he leads today Whos beaten down in believing It just kinda goes this way! Oh yeah, oh no, it doesnt have to be so It is possible any time anywhere Even without any dough Oh yeah, oh no, it doesnt have to be so Forces of the creative mind are unstoppable!
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