The Song of the Salesman You have to dig the ditches before you build the walls You have to draw the plans before you build the halls and you have to learn to listen before you hear the calls and you don’t get nothin’ for free You have to hear the rumours before you hear the truth You have to sell their futures before you control youth You have to believe in God ‘cause there isn’t any proof and you don’t get nothin’ for free Maybe it’s our history Maybe it’s the light Is it such a Mystery? That we never get it right You have to sell the birds before you sell the trees You have to sell the fishes before you sell the seas You have to train consumers to get down on their knees ‘cause they won’t get nothing for free You have to tell the truth well maybe that’s a lie You have to sell the air before you sell the sky and you have to keep on selling until there’s nothing left to buy and you don’t get nothin’ for free Maybe its our nature to suffer all this pain Maybe there’s some purpose to turn the wheel again You have to have a knife before you make a cut You have to give up hope before you’re in a rut The east maybe starving but in the west we have a glut and they don’t get nothin’ for free Relate to the product see it in your hand pinefresh harmony and all at your command Life will be so easy Step into the light post the coupon Your future will be bright You have to have a dream before you can awake You have to place your bet before you win a stake You have to empty garbage cause there’s so much more You gotta take and you don’t get nothin’ for free no you don’t get nothin’ for free Maybe it’s our science Maybe it’s the cars Maybe the future is written in the stars There has to be disaster before a change is made We have to deal with failure before we make the grade First the fools must babble before the wisemen trade and you don’t get nothin’ for free no you don’t get nothin’ for free Maybe it’s evolution Maybe it’s our gold Just maybe revolution is waiting to unfoldBirth sign: Gemini
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