Where Next Columbus? - Jeffrey Lewis

Anothers hope, anothers game

Anothers loss, anothers gain

Anothers lies, anothers truth

Anothers doubt, anothers proof

Anothers left, anothers right

Anothers peace, anothers fight

Anothers name, anothers aim

Anothers fall, anothers fame

Anothers pride, anothers shame

Anothers love, anothers pain

Anothers hope, anothers game

Anothers loss, anothers gain

Anothers lies, anothers truth

Anothers doubt, anothers proof

Anothers left, anothers right

Anothers peace, anothers fight

Marx had an idea from the confusion of his head

Then there were a thousand more waiting to be led

The books are sold, the quotes are bought

You learn them well and then you’re caught

Anothers left, anothers right

Anothers peace, anothers fight

Mussolini had an idea from the confusion of his heart

Then there were a thousand more waiting to play their part

The stage was set, the costumes worn

And anothers empire of destruction born

Anothers name, anothers aim

Anothers fall, anothers fame

Jung had an idea from the confusion of his dream

Then there were a thousand more waiting to be seen

You’re not yourself the theory says

But I can help, your complex pays

Anothers hope, anothers game

Anothers loss, anothers gain

Sartre had an idea from the confusion of his brain

Then there were a thousand more indulging in his pain

Revelling in isolation and existential choice;

Can you truly be alone when you use anothers voice?

Anothers lies, anothers truth

Anothers doubt, anothers proof

The idea born in someones mind

Is nurtured by a thousand blind

Anonymous beings, vacuous souls

Do you fear the confusion, your lack of control?

You lift your arm to write a name

So caught up in the identity game

Who do you see?

Who do you watch?

Who’s your leader?

Which is your flock?

Who do you watch?

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Who’s your leader?

Which is your flock?

Who’s your leader?

Which is your flock?

Who’s your leader?

Which is your flock?

Who’s your leader?

Which is your flock?

Einsten had an idea from the confusion of his knowledge

Then there were a thousand more turning to advantage

They realised that their god was dead

So they reclaimed power through the bomb instead

Anothers code, anothers brain

They’ll shower us all in deadly rain

Jesus had an idea from the confusion of his soul

Then there were a thousand more waiting to take control

The guilt is sold, forgiveness bought

The cross is there as your reward

Anothers love, anothers pain

Anothers pride, anothers shame

Do you watch at a distance from the side you have chosen?

Whose answers serve you best?

Who’ll save you from confusion?

Who will leave you an exit and a comfortable cover?

Who will take you oh so near their edge, but never drop you over?

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