
Sowing the Seeds of Love Tears for Fears
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[Verse 1: Roland Orzabal]
High time we made a stand
And shook up the views of the common man
And the love train rides from coast to coast
D.J.'s the man we love the most
Could you be, could you be squeaky clean
And smash any hope of democracy?
As the headline says you're free to choose
There's egg on your face and mud on your shoes
One of these days they're gonna call it the blues, yeah, yeah
[Chorus 1: Curt Smith & Roland Orzabal]
Sowing the seeds of love, seeds of love
Anything is possible when you're sowing the seeds of love
Sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds of love
Anything is possible
Seeds of love
Sowing the seeds of love
Sowing the seeds
[Verse 2: Roland Orzabal]
I spy tears in their eyes
They look to the skies for some kind of divine intervention
Food goes to waste
So nice to eat, so nice to taste
Politician granny with your high ideals
Have you no idea how the majority feels?
So without love and a promised land
We're fools to the rules of a government plan
Kick out the style, bring back the jam
High time we made a stand
And shook up the views of the common man
And the love train rides from coast to coast
D.J.'s the man we love the most
Could you be, could you be squeaky clean
And smash any hope of democracy?
As the headline says you're free to choose
There's egg on your face and mud on your shoes
One of these days they're gonna call it the blues, yeah, yeah
[Chorus 1: Curt Smith & Roland Orzabal]
Sowing the seeds of love, seeds of love
Anything is possible when you're sowing the seeds of love
Sowing the seeds
Sowing the seeds of love
Anything is possible
Seeds of love
Sowing the seeds of love
Sowing the seeds
[Verse 2: Roland Orzabal]
I spy tears in their eyes
They look to the skies for some kind of divine intervention
Food goes to waste
So nice to eat, so nice to taste
Politician granny with your high ideals
Have you no idea how the majority feels?
So without love and a promised land
We're fools to the rules of a government plan
Kick out the style, bring back the jam
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