paroles de chanson 22nd Century - Remastered - Nina Simone

There is no oxygen in the air
Men and women have lost their hair
Ash and faces, legs that stand
Ghosts and goblins walk in this land
When tomorrow becomes yesterday
And tomorrow becomes eternity
When the soul with the soul goes way beyond
When life is taken and there are no more babies born
When there is no one and there is everyone
When there is no one and there is everyone
Tomorrow will be the 22nd century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd century
It will be, it will be, it will be
It will be, it will be
Ah
Ah
21st century was here and gone
And the 20th century was the dawn
In the beginning of the end was the 21st
When the 20th century was at the end
1990 was the year
When the plagues flood the earth
1988 was the year
When men and women struck out for freedom
And bloodletting was the thing that was
People say there was no cause and
There was no reason and there was no cause
1972 was right all the way
Drums and billboards blasting all through the day
Right wing, left wing, middle of the road
And side wind up, back swing up
Back lash, whip, liars, race
Stockings, red stockings
Liberation of women, liberation of men
Everybody carry a heavy load
Tomorrow will be the 22nd century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd century
It will be, it will be, it will be
It will be
Ah
Ah
Liberation of animals
Pevention of cruelty to animals
Man and beast, flying and on flying
Flying things, revolution of music
Poetry, love and life
Sex′s changing changing changing
Man is woman, woman is man
Even your brain is not your brain
Your heart is a plastic thing
And can be bought
There are no more the diseases that can be caught
Man became the thing, that he wash up man
Truly, became is god, that was the day
That man and woman truly became bored
Man became his good, man became his evil
Man became his god, and man became his devil
Tomorrow will be the 22nd century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd century
It will be, it will be, it will be
Ah
Ah
Ah
Young women without money cost
Big dogs living' marble loves
Young men die in the spring
Boys of seven falling in love
Give the lady fair diamond ring
Wedding, wedding, wedding, wedding
You know all wedding ain′t the thing
Don't want know preacher
Don't want know preacher man preaching
Give me your hand, and take my hand
This is better than anybody′s
Preacher man, yeah
The truth, the truth is now on poet
It says somebody else, somebody else so I am poet
Don′t sway me over, don't try to sway me over
To your day, on your day
Your day will go away
Tomorrow will be the 22nd century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd century
Tomorrow will be the 22nd century
It will be, it will be, it will be
Ah
Ah
Oh, tomorrow will be the 22nd century
Believe me it will be
It will be, it will be
It will be
It will be
It will be
It will be
It be will
It will be
It will