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Letras: Farmer Boys. For The World To Sing.

For the world to sing
This is for the world to sing

So pleased to see you here
Come right inside
To celebration of
The fact that we're alive

Not much that one can do
To right all the wrongs
All we can offer is
That humble song

Here come the winds of war
The sport of kings
There's nothing much at stake
Just everything

That's when you break it down
It's all the same
One gets the Nobel Prize
The other one gets the blame

Can you feel the fall?
Can you feel the fall?
Can you feel at all?
This is for the world to sing
It all falls down, the end begins

Can you feel the fall?
Can you feel at all?
Now this is all and everything
There's nothing else that we can give
For the world to sing

For the world to sing
For the world to sing

This a dangerous place
Greedy as well
The world's got expensive taste
And it's hungry as hell

It bites with razor blades
While it eats you alive
Chews you up and spits you out
Right before your eyes

Can you feel the fall?
Can you feel the fall?
Can you feel at all?
This is for the world to sing
It all falls down, the end begins

Can you feel the fall?
Can you feel at all?
Now this is all and everything
There's nothing else that we can give
For the world to sing

This is for the world to sing

So pleased to see you here
Come right inside
To this celebration of
The fact that we're alive

Not much that one can do
To right all the wrongs
All we can offer is
That humble song

For the world to sing
Yeah, this is for the world to sing