Here comes the angel of death
You may not remember her yet
Concrete all over her face
Child bride of the human race
Until you see life in the forest
Until you hear you
Forget everything that you think you
Bring on the change
Sunscreen all over your face
Chatswood wasn
Mysteries are in this game, i say
Shine on, take me away
Heads in the bank, hearts in the closet
Soul
We believe everything that we see, let
And bring on the change
Lift up your eyes, look to the heavens
Could be a sign, or a seven-eleven
Some day we
Bring on the change c
Bring on the change, i say
You gotta bring on the change
