Zion youth

Zion Youth

We are ones who by campfires sang our dreams.
on natures islands
amidst the noise of machines.
pupils wide with knowledge of the unseen.
On neon dancefloors we built our scene.
a sacred place were we could find our soul.
Dance away the madness till our love was bold.
with bass and poetry we went wild.
Losing our egos in the loved up crowd.

This world's so cold and heartless at times,
with its lack of soul and economic crimes.
It feels so hard for us to abide...With its suffocating vibe... we
don't fit in.

artificial insanities in every shop window.
smooth talking rough necks in business suits.
Trieing to sell us their lies, devils in disguise.
come on get ya big mac and fries.
cardboard food for a cardboard world.
plastic money dreams and grains of gold.
make your way to the top, doesn't matter who you hurt.
have a boring haircut and a nicely ironed shirt.

money dreams that kill the artists dreams.
consumerist cities and poverty scenes.
economic chaos and third world pain.
the rich get richer, and the poor go insane.
soap opera media frenzy, sell anything you can.
to a braindead world who can't see through the sham.

Great oak forests now long gone
people don't seem to understand the damage they've done.
more jewels, more fuel, more metal for our cars
noisy concrete skylines blocking out the stars.
dig up the earth for all shes worth
our beautiful mother, the place of our birth.

When will the bastards realise!
we don't want their plastic lies
we want the truth that painted the skies.

We are ones who by campfires sang our dreams.
on natures islands
amidst the noise of machines.
pupils wide with knowledge of the unseen.
On neon dancefloors we built our scene.
a sacred place were we could find our soul.
Dance away the madness till our love was bold.
with bass and poetry we went wild.
Losing our egos in the loved up crowd.
we are the underground sub-culture
the opposite of the economic vulture

and
we are the future.