The day the walls of the citys
will crumble away
uncovering our naked souls,
we'll all start singing,
shouting, screaming
loud, loud, loud, loud.
The day the circus horses
will stop turning around,
running fast through the green valleys,
we'll sing and cry and shout
loud, loud, loud, loud.
The day the cars will lay in heaps
their wheels turning in vain,
we'll run along the empty highways
shouting, screaming, singing
loud, loud, loud, loud.
The day young boys will stop
becoming soldiers, and soldiers
will stop playing war games,
we'll sing and cry and shout
loud, loud, loud, loud.
The day will come up
that we'll all wake up
hearing the shouts of joy
and shouting together with the freaks
loud, loud, loud, loud.
The day the world will turn upside down
we'll run together round and round
screaming, shouting, singing
loud, loud, loud, loud
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