Free World - Crime & The City Solution

Well Edward Low

Did Luther King ring

And said I have everything

I take what I need

Right for those who would succeed

In this land of righteous money

You will always look funny

The donkey and the rod

The trader and the trod

Such are the stakes

I bury my mistakes

Are we agreed

Oh yes we’re all agreed

Edward Low

Said I know, I know

There will be no king

We’re well rid of these things

In this land of milk and honey

No-one will ever be hungry

To have and to hold

To sell and be sold

To have and to hold

To sell and be sold

Choosers can’t be losers

Losers choose to lose

Choosers can’t be losers

Losers choose to lose

Well Luther King

Said what do you make of these things

All great men the same

One need lose that they may gain

All free worlds I fear are the same

Everyone’s looking for someone to blame

Edward Low was not pleased

Said Luther was a danger and a disease

He’d just have to leave

There will be no king

We’re well rid of these things

In this land of milk and honey

No-one will be hungry

To have and to hold

To sell and be sold

To have and to hold

To sell and be sold

Edward Low

Said to Luther the King

The following things

God smiles down

On this free-skinned man

The man that you are not

The man that I am

All great men the same

Only losers take the blame

Well Luther said what is this wrong

And this right

That casts such a narrow light

More a sickness than a sight

Edward Low I just don’t think you know

Where the free world is

Or even how you might live

The choices it gives

Goodbye Edward Low

Remember me as I go

There will be no king

We’re well rid of these things

In this land of milk and honey

Money will never be hungry

To have and to hold

To sell or be sold

Choosers can’t be losers

If they lose, if they lose

They choose to lose