Room One
No one knows where to go
So now the path is hard to find
The taxman's stealing all our dough
And half the world is deaf and blind
Oh my
No one knows what they're saying
Or what they're thinking half the time
The people wasting all their hours
Because they think they'll be just fine
Oh my
But there's something that we're here to say
A message here if you're inclined
The genie's lantern's been rubbed and opened
And he's risin' up your spine!
So now the path is hard to find
The taxman's stealing all our dough
And half the world is deaf and blind
Oh my
No one knows what they're saying
Or what they're thinking half the time
The people wasting all their hours
Because they think they'll be just fine
Oh my
But there's something that we're here to say
A message here if you're inclined
The genie's lantern's been rubbed and opened
And he's risin' up your spine!
Credits
Writer(s): Robbie Wilson
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