THE TRIBAL RETURN
wds&music Gary M. Wollman
What have we learned?
Why must we always get burned?
Tho’ it appears quite absurd
Once again we’re caught with a yen to learn
While we long and yearn
and each other we spurn
In the tribal return
A man whose aim is fame can’t reign
Without the consent of people’s ignorance
(but) while you’re mentally enslaved
Yanked by someone else’s chain
You’re being robbed
of your own significance
Don’t get caught with your pants down
or overamazed
When the man calls to say
You’ve got the phrase that pays
and the money
You never really did earn
In the tribal return
You can say that we’ve been there done it
Now it’s time to rise above it
Stare down your very own destiny
right between the eyes
(just) remember this - common sense
is the best self-defense
to look away is ill-advised
Has this wasteland of your own device
Got you mentally paralyzed?
In need of mental penicillin
You don’t have to play the villain
Show you’re willlin’ to be chillin’
Don’t just idly prophesize
INTERLUDE
With words both naughty and nice
and warnings so dire and stern
Reminds us of all we need to know
Regarding the tribal return
After all is said and done
It’s back to basics
Runnin’ round in circles
You can chase it
Come face this critical moment in time
Let’s not waste it
It’s a hard deal not to resist
but if we want to exist we need to desist
Proceed at our own risk
So don’t be scared -
It’s time to prepare
For the tribal return
(I’ve got you) You’re mentally pencilled in
whether you rise above it all
or trade pound for pound of sin
Proceed with all simplicity
Plug into the new electricity
In the tribal return
We’ve learned and learned and learned
All for the tribal return
(Oh) How we’ve yearned and yearned and yearned
For the tribal return
Don’t you look so shocked
when the bombs start dropping
When you know you’ve never seen a fight
You wouldn’t have killed
to stop and rock in
and even if you could
Never once did you think to
call the cops in
You’re a bona fide hood
About to start clockin’ in
for the greater good
Keep in walkin’
©1995, 2017 Gary M. Wollman
You don’t even need to examine my genealogy
to see what you mean to me
So go lower the crime rate - whatever you say
Everything will be OK
But first don’t hesitate to be a master of disaster
Just tell me what it is on Earth we’re really after
It’s hard to say so let’s see?
Do you feel as if the welcome mat’s
been pulled out from under you
Well I sometimes feel as if it’s been
pulled on out from under me
In a sea of long lost unity
And yeah I’m naturally concerned
About the tribal return
In the tribal return
We’ve learned and learned and learned
All for the tribal return
(Oh) How we’ve yearned and yearned and yearned
For the tribal return
©1995, 2017 Gary M. Wollman
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