Relax, relax in photographs of places where you've been When nothing new can worry you you've earned a rest my friend The riot tears and rebel years have vanished with the din Of young bureaucrats and slapping backs and prizes they can win You've seen them all at city hall, you've seen 'em in the street You've seen them masquerading where the better people meet Convinced at last those days are past when they should give a damn About the anguish in the world, about the future in their hands
Chorus You've heard the promise of the evil men Don't stop to rest or we'll come back again If you remember then you ought to know Don't stop to rest 'cause we've got far, far to go.
Come all you young eyed citizens a story I will tell Of how a great society was going all to hell But children who resembled you were brought up on the war Had had their fill of overkill and said they'd fight no more It cost them miles of marching and it cost them years of pain Before their fathers realized their kids were not insane But now we're all executives too busy to recall The days of righting what was wrong the words of writing on the wall
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Now don't misunderstand me 'cause I mean just what I say Old pledges made in passion still should mean something today You've done your bit don't go and sit behind your groaning board And let the scrivener set down: you've given all you could afford
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Notes: Appears on the Schooner Fare Cd 'Closer to the Wind' (Outer Green OGR8882) released 1981. RP jul07