Lyrics

The best that we can be

Friday night in any world city, Pavlov's bell ringing out
Everybody get drunk, get drunk.
One thousand T.V stations they're streaming mindless junk
There's a voice outside the window, crying wake up, wake up

And what do you hear is it the ranting of a poor misguided fool
A sandwich board prophet of doom

The smoke and mirrors of the mainstream world-wide news
True or false? well big brother can you decide, you decide
Claims of cover ups and lies, CIA , MI5.
Conspire, conspire

And what do you hear is it the ranting of a poor misguided fool
A sandwich board prophet of doom.

But i don't believe this is the best we can be
When we have all we need then the rest must be greed

No I don't believe this is the best we can be
Why can't we clothe, can?t we feed, can't we beat the disease.

Yeah I don't believe this is the best we can be
Let's start over in space, and build a station called peace

Yeah I don't believe this is the best we can be
Make the first stop from earth a station called peace.