Roy Harper First Thing In The Morning
Yesterday the poppies sprang
From bodies of complaint
Heroes mown in thousands
To preserve a coat of paint
That once was spread on thin air
And is consequently faint
Without it got to my time-zone
This evening
And here's the future
Here and now for what it's worth
And hallelujah
There ain't a way this fool can leave this earth
Round and round
Round and round
Round and round
The company this evening
Are conveniently spaced
As not to rock the boat
On which they placed themselves in haste
In rows of nuclear hutches
Watching boxes and disgraced
On board the sinking Mayflower
Of the conscience
And here's the future
Here and now for what it's worth
And hallelujah
There ain't a way this fool can leave this earth
First thing in the morning
When there ain't a place to go
Nowhere to get up to bade
Not a stroke to do
I'll meet you undercover
And we'll make it nice and slow
To celebrate the passions
Of great fortune
'Cause here's the future
Here and now for what it's worth
Hallelujah
There ain't a way I wanna leave this earth
There ain't a way
There ain't a way I wanna leave this earth
Round and round
Round and round
Round and round