Paul Schroeder - What The World Is Waiting For lyrics

Here comes the wise man And there goes the fool You see that burnt out world that he is living in I don't need to look for the rules Here comes the donkey Chained to a ten ton plough He'll never make that hill in a million years Whip crack beating down He loves his brother But he'd sell him for a fistful of gold He needs a slave for his vision of the promised land No, I don't believe a word Take me any way the wind blows You'll never know just what you want to do Or where you wanna go, I think it's time That you found what the world is waiting for I think it's time to get real Here comes the wise man And there goes the fool You see that burnt out world that he is living in I don't need to look for the rules He loves his brother But he'd sell him for a fistful of gold He needs a slave for his vision of the promised land No, I don't believe a word Take me any way the wind blows You'll never know just what you want to do Or where you wanna go, I think it's time That you found what the world is waiting for I think it's time to get real Anytime you want it then it's there All you gotta do is stop it on the corner and ask Say, hey, you don't live today, stop the world Stop the world, I'm getting off I'm getting off Can't get enough I'm getting off