I miss these guys.
These were such good times. The music was so bloody good and creative. It was as if musicians were explorers, and they were charting a new continent. The 80’s were pretty great.
LYRICS:
There’s a problem, feathers iron
Bargain buildings, weights and pulleys
Feathers hit the ground before the weight can leave the air
Buy the sky and sell the sky and tell the sky and tell the sky
(chorus)
Don’t fall on me (What is it up in the air for) (It’s gonna fall)
Fall on me (If it’s there for long) (It’s gonna fall)
Fall on me (It’s over it’s over me) (It’s gonna fall)
There’s the progress we have found (when the rain)
A way to talk around the problem (when the children reign)
Building towered foresight (keep your conscience in the dark)
isn’t anything at all (melt the statues in the park)
Buy the sky and sell the sky and bleed the sky and tell the sky
(repeat chorus)
Don’t fall on me
Well I could keep it above
But then it wouldn’t be sky anymore
So if I send it to you you’ve got to promise to keep it whole
Buy the sky and sell the sky and lift your arms up to the sky
And ask the sky and ask the sky
(repeat chorus, etc.)
This is a fun one from the 80’s.
Happiness is finding a song from your youth on YouTube.
And one that still has so much meaning.
Rhythm Corps should have been bigger than they were. But you know what, I’m glad they were around when they were. They gave us this treasure, and its message. In my own private war of Apathy vs. Hope, this one scores for the Hope side.
Lyrics:
Can we meet on common ground
Are our views so far apart
That there’s no room to be found
Can we speak without a sound
Of a world gone quite insane
Can we start settling down
I’ll not play the scene
Where the threats start flying
You’ll not have to scream
Cause we’re not that stupid
Can we meet on common ground
Can we meet on common ground
Are your walls all brick and stone
And far from tumbling down
Can we seat ourselves around
A table for awhile and talk
Like friends we have found
Well, all that’s plain to see
While the brats start blighing
You’ll not have to dream
Of a peaceful oneday
Can we meet on common ground
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Can we meet on common ground
Are our views so far apart
That there’s no room to be found
Can we speak without a sound
Of a world gone quite insane
Can we start settling down, yeah
I’ll not play the scene
Where the threats start flying
You’ll not have to scream
Cause we’re not that stupid
Whoa, can we meet on common ground
Can we meet on common ground
Can we meet on common ground
Tell me, can we meet on common ground
Are our views so far apart
That there’s no room to be found
Can we speak without a sound
Of a world gone quite insane
Can we start settling down
I’ll not play the scene
Where the threats start flying
You’ll not have to scream
Cause we’re not that stupid
Can we meet on common ground
Can we meet on common ground
Are your walls all brick and stone
And far from tumbling down
Can we seat ourselves around
A table for awhile and talk
Like friends we have found
Well, all that’s plain to see
While the brats start blighing
You’ll not have to dream
Of a peaceful oneday
Can we meet on common ground
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Can we meet on common ground
Are our views so far apart
That there’s no room to be found
Can we speak without a sound
Of a world gone quite insane
Can we start settling down, yeah
I’ll not play the scene
Where the threats start flying
You’ll not have to scream
Cause we’re not that stupid
Whoa, can we meet on common ground
Can we meet on common ground
Can we meet on common ground
Tell me, can we meet on common ground
