Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
Mike Park
The politics are boring and the sound you hear is snoring
A view encouraged by the status quo of all we know
The fire used to burn the flag
What's left we used for gritty rags
And all the world will see the news and smile in despair
The feminists are marching with their fists raised in the air
Palestine is free but we forgot to tell Israel
The Mormons ride their bikes in ties and Christians sing a song
And the Muslims in the Holy land are possible to see
I'm just a stranger in a strange, strange land
And I've got many things to say
I'm just a stranger in a strange, strange land
And you, and me, and everybody will see
Come on now, blue marble, I've got something to say
Come on now, blue marble, I've got something to say
The world's a big blue marble that I'd like to share with you
The world's a big blue marble that I'd like to share with you
The bombs are dropping faster and the trees are falling down
And the members of democracy are counting just on me
If we could be the death of you, then man would fall asleep
But we owe the world a second chance to swallow all our greed
The feminists are marching with their fists raised in the air
Palestine is free but we for got to tell Israel
The Mormons ride their bikes in ties and Christians sing a song
And the Muslims in the Holy land are possible to see
I'm just a stranger in a strange, strange land
And I've got many things to say
I'm just a stranger in a strange, strange land
And you, and me, and everybody will see
Come on now, blue marble, I've got something to say
Come on now, blue marble, I've got something to say
The worlds a big blue marble that I'd like to share with you
The worlds a big blue marble that I'd like to share with you