Lyrics

VERSE: Jagdish Bhawan a gentleman an Indian living in Bombay
Calls his daughter across the water she's out on Monterey
Doctor Machingaidze in Zimbabwe from the University
Three little letters she's feeling better since she got her degree

VERSE:Francoise Pierre runs across a thoroughfare near San Michele
Willy Coulter shrugs his shoulders tells his boss to go to hell
Senior Santopietro in San Pelayo is kneeling down to pray
Mrs. Courtland wants to move to Portland but we're all headed one way

CHORUS: To the new century
To the new century

VERSE Like a world museum like a mausoleum bodies strolling round
Fashion plated dedicated to living dying down
Black brown white yellow raging mellow starving new career
All mouths and fingers with a few dead ringers bringing up the rear

CHORUS

VERSE: I got a crazy notion but a strong emotion that the journey's just begun
I know the facts are frightening & the circle's tightening but there's so much we haven't done
There's a time for praying & a time for playing and a time to face your fears
So wipe your asses and raise your glasses cause we're moving on from here
CHORUS


Karl Williams (ASCAP)

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