Let the Drums Beat

Let the drums beat until it release the number sheet Let the drums beat until it rip out my heart's seat Let the drums beat until blood spill in the street Let the drums beat until justice is complete The drums are beating and everybody is moving The drums are beating and the people are shouting The drums are beating and the people are marching See them coming down the street, Robust angry men marching like an army Taxis, private cars, mini vans Tractors, buses and trucks of all sort Hear the sound and answer to the call Big and little old and young joined together To put an end to the age old saga Sticks and guns, rockets and pans Everybody join hand in hand to get rid of the old man Let the drums beat and stir the lazy town Wake up the children and the youth and send them from town to town Let the drums beat until people flock every street East and west, north and south, mountains and roof Let the drums beat and tell the whole world the truth Let the drums beat until it soaks up the rhythm in my flesh And caress my body until it and sucks up the last breath Let the drums beat on the overpass bridge On bus tops and trucks, village and town let the drums beat Let the drums beat and shake the concrete beneath my feet Let the drums beat from dusk till morning until it sends them soaring Let the drums beat in office buildings, school yards and churches let the drums beat and rip up the grass from the back lawn I can still feel the anger ranging inside me As I watched him standing behind the podium Sipping from his bottle and swallow the final truth He has sold his soul for a flask of rum to stop what is already done I see blood dripping from his tense face And everything seems to be out of place Everything has been held backwards To appease the man-made God of the universe The story is not built around man But designed to protect the one The first line that he reads sound like romance The second line seems to be a distraction And the third line seems to be a total submission I just cannot imagine what I have just heard The crowing roosters and the helpless hens Running around the pig pen Birds flying from tree to tree mapping out their destiny Wingless seagulls parading the ships Getting ready to take the last dip And the horny ones lined up at the sides trying to reconcile It’s not the excuse that inflate the matter But it is the lie that is repeated over and over Repeated lies though horrible they sound When repeated over and over can suddenly become dirty truth And there is nothing left to recuse The furnace is burning and my heart is bleeding You have sold your soul for another man’s guilt And you are going to plunge right into the pit Here I am sitting in the sweltering heat with anxiety running up and down my feet The story is getting stronger and I cannot stand this masquerade any longer The moment is drawing near when there is nothing left to compare Hands in your pockets and bodies wrapped under the sheet Everyone will be put to the test so hold your stinking breath I have two sets of document one in the safe and the other in the public. One is real but the other is counterfeit The rooster is crowing and the gardener is mowing the grass The hotel worker is right sorcery is active at midnight But the Angels are watching over me And no harm can come against me Let the drums beat and send the message further, let the drums beat and march up to the square Let the drums beat time is drawing near. Let the drums beat and reinforce the concrete Let the drums beat until the job is complete. Let the drums beat.