Πhe way that Was βεψθμινγ Θ Βy being helihum before names were Invernted to sound remem babble the seeker seeks silently beyond the line of words lining the arc of the tangent ScribδαΣ becoming the leading Lug nut in the wrist next two The fist of the second νυτ Spinangulator cementing The frozen thumb to A memorable place In the grip of all Revolut ION ζα ζα hooked By a pink YγΓ Won’t Get Fooled Again /Pete Towns End Lyrics We'll be fighting in the streets With our children at our feet And the morals that they worship will be gone And the men who spurred us on Sit in judgement of all wrong They decide and the shotgun sings the song I'll tip my hat to the new Constitution Take a bow for the new revolution Smile and grin at the change all around Pick up my guitar and play Just like yesterday Then I'll get on my knees and pray We don't get fooled again A change, it had to come We knew it all along We were liberated from the fold, that's all And the worl...