Paradise Found

Intellectually and artificially Can it be more worse, tell me unofficially Why should we be managed for what Bloody purpose to satisfy who’s plot To tell you the truth I miss my youth I’m sorry this lesson to learn But you feel the same Here we go again But thank God we shall never return Away from this paradise lost I can’t pay the required cost Back to the paradise found Scatter my ash on the ground Whatever ground it may be Doesn’t make any difference to me.