In the race to know more
what’s true and what’s in store
I’m standing here perplexed
mind fixed on what’s next
the rocks and the ages
and all the turned pages
the lords and the bounties
the counts and their counties
make no misapprehension
I’ve thought past these few dimensions
pierced into the perspex prism
healed with mud divined with jism
raised the dead ideals up high
raised up old Vug and asked him why?
just to know more
more than before
more than ever
falter never
just to arrive
cut through the jive
and hook up the connection
to the people’s insurrection
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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