[00:11.824]With his botle of wine, and his tarty old sheep,
[00:15.760]He guarded his patch down on union street,
[00:19.130]With his cardboard sign, which said "Thou shalt not kill",
[00:22.780]And the song that he sang, I remember it still:
[00:30.948]"I'm going where the suits will shine my shoes,
[00:36.015]Going where the fountains filled with booze,
[00:40.511]Going where the bankers beg for bread,
[00:44.163]To find a HOME, to rest my head,
[00:51.760]Take me where the lazy rivers flow,
[00:56.261]Take me where the lotus flowers grow,
[01:00.475]Lay me down beside the silver sea,
[01:04.694]And let the waves wash over me, wash over me."
[01:13.977]
[01:21.562]She was trapped in the checkout,
[01:23.811]Poured out of her brain, checkig the barcodes again and again,
[01:28.878]She suddenly screamed "This is driving me MAD",
[01:33.099]Then she sang in a voice ,(which) she didn't know that she had:
[01:41.258]"I'm going where the suits will shine my shoes,
[01:46.025]Going where the fountains filled with booze,
[01:50.813]Going where the bankers beg for bread,
[01:54.463]To find a HOME, to rest my head,
[02:02.057]Take me where the lazy rivers flow,
[02:06.830]Take me where the lotus flowers grow,
[02:11.326]Lay me down beside the silver sea,
[02:15.545]And let the waves wash over me, wash over me."
[02:27.094]
[02:33.561]In the battle-lands of hell-men, a royal marine,
[02:37.212]Sick to the heart at the things he had seen,
[02:40.860]Knowing this war can never be WON,
[02:44.794]Sings to himself, as he lays down his gun:
[02:53.523]"I'm going where the suits will shine my shoes,
[02:58.313]Going where the fountains filled with booze,
[03:02.826]Going where the bankers beg for bread,
[03:07.046]To find a HOME, to rest my head,
[03:14.361]Take me where the lazy rivers flow,
[03:19.138]Take me where the lotus flowers grow,
[03:23.915]Lay me down beside the silver sea,
[03:28.127]And let the waves wash over me, wash over me."
[03:39.368]
[03:45.850]This song wasn't sung, by celebrity-stars,
[03:49.221]It was sung by the riff-raff, in back-streets and bars,
[03:53.159]The Lonely and lost, those who didn't belong,
[03:56.814]The jobless in jail, they were singing this SONG:
[04:05.255]"I'm going where the suits will shine my shoes,
[04:10.030]Going where the fountains filled with booze,
[04:14.805]Going where the bankers beg for bread,
[04:18.747]To find a HOME, to rest my head,
[04:26.350]Take me where the lazy rivers flow,
[04:30.843]Take me where the lotus flowers grow,
[04:35.343]Lay me down beside the silver sea,
[04:39.556]And let the waves wash over me, wash over me."
[04:50.535]
[04:56.441]They'll come from out of the dark, out from utter despair,
[05:00.377]Like a surge in the sea, into liberty squre,
[05:04.026]And the man with the SIGN which says "Thou shalt not kill",
[05:08.518]Will be leading them all, they'll be singing it still:
[05:16.957]"I'm going where the suits will shine my shoes,
[05:21.730]Going where the fountains filled with booze,
[05:26.228]Going where the bankers beg for bread,
[05:30.164]To find a HOME, to rest my head,
[05:37.502]Take me where the lazy rivers flow,
[05:42.278]Take me where the lotus flowers grow,
[05:46.768]Lay me down beside the silver sea,
[05:50.978]And let the waves wash over me, Let the Wild waveswash over me."

With his botle of wine, and his tarty old sheep,
He guarded his patch down on union street,
With his cardboard sign, which said "Thou shalt not kill",
And the song that he sang, I remember it still:
"I'm going where the suits will shine my shoes,
Going where the fountains filled with booze,
Going where the bankers beg for bread,
To find a HOME, to rest my head,
Take me where the lazy rivers flow,
Take me where the lotus flowers grow,
Lay me down beside the silver sea,
And let the waves wash over me, wash over me."
She was trapped in the checkout,
Poured out of her brain, checkig the barcodes again and again,
She suddenly screamed "This is driving me MAD",
Then she sang in a voice ,(which) she didn't know that she had:
"I'm going where the suits will shine my shoes,
Going where the fountains filled with booze,
Going where the bankers beg for bread,
To find a HOME, to rest my head,
Take me where the lazy rivers flow,
Take me where the lotus flowers grow,
Lay me down beside the silver sea,
And let the waves wash over me, wash over me."
In the battle-lands of hell-men, a royal marine,
Sick to the heart at the things he had seen,
Knowing this war can never be WON,
Sings to himself, as he lays down his gun:
"I'm going where the suits will shine my shoes,
Going where the fountains filled with booze,
Going where the bankers beg for bread,
To find a HOME, to rest my head,
Take me where the lazy rivers flow,
Take me where the lotus flowers grow,
Lay me down beside the silver sea,
And let the waves wash over me, wash over me."
This song wasn't sung, by celebrity-stars,
It was sung by the riff-raff, in back-streets and bars,
The Lonely and lost, those who didn't belong,
The jobless in jail, they were singing this SONG:
"I'm going where the suits will shine my shoes,
Going where the fountains filled with booze,
Going where the bankers beg for bread,
To find a HOME, to rest my head,
Take me where the lazy rivers flow,
Take me where the lotus flowers grow,
Lay me down beside the silver sea,
And let the waves wash over me, wash over me."
They'll come from out of the dark, out from utter despair,
Like a surge in the sea, into liberty squre,
And the man with the SIGN which says "Thou shalt not kill",
Will be leading them all, they'll be singing it still:
"I'm going where the suits will shine my shoes,
Going where the fountains filled with booze,
Going where the bankers beg for bread,
To find a HOME, to rest my head,
Take me where the lazy rivers flow,
Take me where the lotus flowers grow,
Lay me down beside the silver sea,
And let the waves wash over me, Let the Wild waveswash over me."