Request the honor of your presence   the tear gas has blown away   put down your crumpets and your coffee now   so unfashionably late.      Little brother, little sister   underwater we go   out of our ordinary selves   stepping out   to where the people sing.      Woohooooooooooo   -and the people sing   -and the times are good      You say i'm acting like a beggar   I call it killing the fool   you carry more baggage   than a momma's boy   on your first day of school      Let go of the light of the t.v.   drop the hands   the chains that bind me   turn it all around   stop, lift you up 'n die to self   in a time when the left and the right's the same   when it's all blurred vision in a crazy haze   send out the invitations!      You say i'm acting like a beggar   I call it killing the fool   to save your life you gotta lose it   so the people sing.