Cry Wolf from BLUE SUNDAY by Lighthouse Audio

CRY WOLF

Summer, 1990
Aotearoa
Land of the Long Weekend
Commonwealth Games beckoned
Elizabeth the Second
Was coming to our country, downunder
Natives stored up weapons
[ AK47s ]
The army & the gangs were set to plunder
Warning trumpets sounded
Rumours, they abounded
But nothing ever happens round here...

1994
Aotearoa
Pavlova Paradise was shaken
Reservoirs were empty
Prophecies were plenty
Churches pray revival will awaken
Christians filled the papers
With Chronicles Chapter Seven
But our words held no water, we’re mistaken
If it’s yellow, let it mellow
If it’s brown, flush it down
‘cos nothing ever happens round here…


1995
Aotearoa
We are still alive, in God’s Own
We act like Chicken Little
We think the sky is brittle
We go to the Civil Defence zone
Gerald from the UK
Tells us that an earthquake
Will suddenly shake us in a year
The prophet was a fake
His dream was a mistake
‘cos nothing ever happens round here…

Y2K
Aotearoa
We made the necessary preparations
We filled up our pantries
With sufficient rations
To get us through the Great Tribulation
We emptied out our bank accounts
We purchased real gold
Our software was compliant like we’re told

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Nothing ever happens round here…

Now, we’re waiting for the Rapture
But in our hearts, we’re not too sure
‘cos nothing ever happens…


© 15 February 2003 • Lyrics by Raymond Salisbury • Lighthouse Audio

• Christian
• Rock
• acoustic rock
• blues
• folk rock
• religious
• Nelson