THE MESS-AGE BY STEVE TRIPP AND PETER HEAD

The Mess-Age

       You stand before the Money God and for mercy you pray.

       The chips are down on the trading floor at the end of the day.

      You lost it all to the Money game now your dream won't come true.

     I don't believe in the Money God and I've got a message here for you.

     This is it, this is the Mess-age you've got to read ... between the lines.

     This is it, this is the Mess-age, you can't believe a word he says

     he's lying all the time.

     The Money God makes a promise that he knows he cannot keep.

     Now the debt to the global system, is getting far too steep.

      The cost to the world of nature is too far beyond our means.

      I don't believe in the Money God cause he ain't quite what he seems

     U.  That's right.

     This is it, this is the Mess-age you've got to read ... between the lines.

      This is it, this is the Mess-age, you can't believe a word he says

      he's lying all the time.

      All alone, in the line of fire, we caught you out to be a liar.

     To be a fake, a false Messiah, but now your time, your time has come.

    We might just make some history by cleaning up our mess.

    If you want to be slave to the Money God, well you can be my guest.

     Become a part of the global movement, if you long for world improvement.

     You can help us to clean this mess that we have made.

     It's just a stage of evolution so be part of the revolution.

      Stand up! for your rights to have a say.

     If you believe you've got no power and with every passing hour

      the situation becomes a little more, out of hand.

     Then like tidal wave of terror, expose the fundamental error

     in our behaviour upon this timeless ... sacred land … Lord!

     This is it, this is the Mess-age, you've got to think between the lines.

     This is it, this is the Mess-age, you've got to think between the lines.

     This is it, this is the Mess-age, you've got to THINK!  between the lines.

     This is it, this is the Mess-age, you've got to think ...'Big!'.

      All alone, in the line of fire, we caught you out to be a liar.

     To be a fake, a false Messiah, but now your time, your time has come.

     Musical contribution courtesy of Peter Head.