we've got stars directing our fate
and we're praying its not too late
millennium

some say that we are players
some say that we are pawns
but we've been making money since the day that we were born
then slow down before we fall down

we've got stars directing our fate
and we're praying its not too late
cause we know we're falling from grace
millennium

live for liposuction
and detox for your rent
overdose at Christmas
and give it up for lent
my friends are all so cynical
refuse to keep the faith
we all enjoy the madness cause we know we're gonna to fade away

we've got stars directing our fate
and we're praying it's not too late
cause we know we're falling from grace
millennium

come and have a go if you think you are hard enough (X2)

millennium (X2)

we've got stars directing our fate
and we're praying it's not too late
cause we know we're falling from grace
millennium

and when we come we always come to late
i often think that we were born to hate
get up and see the sarcasm in my eyes (X2)

we've got stars directing our fate
(millennium)and we're praying its not too late
(millennium)cuase we know we're falling from grace
millennium

Young man on his way home from the market,

Jus enjoying a beautiful afternoon

Gets kinda dark, sun just set

There’s these other young men standing

On the corner, nothing to do, just hangin’ around

They’re passing out their weapons to each other :

Brass knuckles-pipes-chains-half a bricks

Broken bottles-switchblades

Young man lands in jail for some crime he did not commit

352 years hard labour in Angola prison-352 years at hard labour

Sleepless nights between sugar cane and cotton

It’s where he learns the ropes and pays with his soul

For some crime he did not commit

We think we’re safe at home with our bumper stickers saying

-Just say no-

We give up a few freedoms here and there in the name of

-Squeaky clean America-

Now they’ve got us hypnotized and hysterical

Now they’ve got us hypnotized and hysterical

Screaming for blood and justice

Now they’ve got us hypnotized and hysterical

Screaming for blood and justice

The show us the face of hatred over and over – a new one every week

Could be Manuel Noriega

Could be the Ayatollah

And old scapegoat’ll do

The Youngman will be our sacrificial lamb

Pro choice – no choice

We’re sending our son and daughters to their slaughter

Pro choice – no choice

Slogans mean nothing to a young man facing 352 years hard labour in Angola

To a young man facing 352 years hard labour in Angola

For a crime he did not commit

It’s freedom of speech – as long as you don’t say too much

You can’t stop running water

You can’t kill the fire that burns inside

Don’t deny our flesh and blood

And don’t forsake our sons and daughters

It’s freedom of speech – as long as you don’t say too much

I think we’re all runnin’ thinkin’ that we can hide

I think we’re all runnin tryin’ to get away

But sooner or later we gonna realize

We gonna meet up with the truth face to face

Thanks again to my friend music and worldwide connections.