What the World is Waiting For The Stone Roses

Here comes the wise man
And there goes the fool
You see that burnt out world that he is living in
I don't need to look for the rules

Here comes the donkey
Chained to a ten ton plough
He'll never make that hill in a million years
Whip crack beating down

He loves his brother
But he'd sell him for a fistful of gold
He needs a slave for his vision of the promised land
No, I don't believe a word

Take me any way the wind blows

You'll never know just what you want to do
Or where you wanna go, I think it's time
That you found what the world is waiting for
I think it's time to get real

Here comes the wise man
And there goes the fool
You see that burnt out world that he is living in
I don't need to look for the rules