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Ballad Of A Crystal Man (Universal Soldier EP Version)

Music and lyrics by Donovan P. Leitch


Walk along and talk along
And live your lives quite freely
But leave our children with their toys
Of peppermint and candy
For seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie

Your thoughts they are of harlequin
Your speeches of quicksilver
I read your faces like a poem
Kaleidoscope of hate words
For seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie

As you fill your glasses
With the wine of murdered negroes
Thinking not of beauty
That spreads like morning sun-glow
For seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie

On the quilted battlefields of soldiers
Dazzling made of toy tin
The big bomb like a child's hand
Could sweep them dead just so to win
Seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie

Vietnam, your latest game
You're playing with your blackest Queen
Damn your souls and curse your grins
I stand here with a fading dream
For seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie


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Ballad Of A Crystal Man

Music and lyrics by Donovan P. Leitch


Walk along and talk along
And live your lives quite freely
But leave our children with their toys
Of peppermint and candy
For seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie

Your thoughts they are of harlequin
Your speeches of quicksilver
I read your faces like a poem
Kaleidoscope of hate words
For seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie

On the quilted battlefields of soldiers
Dazzling made of toy tin
The big bomb like a child's hand
Could sweep them dead just so to win
For seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie

As you fill your glasses
With the wine of murdered negroes
Thinking not of beauty
That spreads like morning sun-glow
Seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie

I pray your dreams of vivid screams
Of children dying slowly
And as you polish up your guns
Your real self be reflecting
For seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie

Vietnam, your latest game
You're playing with your blackest Queen
Damn your souls and curse your grins
I stand here with a fading dream
For seagull, I don't want your wings
I don't want your freedom in a lie

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