The Next Station Is Shibuya? - Torpedo Boyz

Next is the E Next is the E I feel it I feel it yeah I feel it I feel it yeah I feel it I feel it yeah

Yesterday I slipped away The sun is welcoming the evening shadows On a perfect day and the next step is love The next step is love We walked barefoot through the misty meadows Laughing at each other in the rain Made some faces at some people in the park Didn't bother to explain Fun, fun, look at us run Going nowhere special really fast But we've yet to taste the icing on the cake That we've been baking with the past And the next step is love So what are we waiting for? The next step is love Girl, it's for sure Yesterday I slipped away The sun is welcoming the evening shadows On a perfect day and the next step is love The next step is love Love will be a place to run to From the world they've built to you and me We'll be closer than we've ever been Though, looking back, it's so hard to believe Hang it all out or bring it all in The best we've picked upon the way tonight Changes are coming, but together We can make it through somehow Cause, the next step is love So what are we waiting for? The next step is love Girl, it's for sure Yesterday I slipped away The sun is welcoming the evening shadows On a perfect day and the next step is love The next step is love Our next step is love Yes, is love Next step is love Yes, is love Next step is love Yes, girl, is love Next step is love

The quiet war has begun with silent weapons And the new slavery is to keep the people poor and stupid "Novus Ordo Seclorum" How can there be any logic in biological war? We all know this is wrong But the New World Order's beating down the door Oh something needs to be done There was a king, an evil king Who dreamt the wickedest of dreams An ancient mystery, no prophet could interpret Of seven years of famine The wolf is at my door as predicted years ago That that was, that is, that is no more The word predicts the future and tells the truth about the past Of how the world leaders will hail the new Pharaoh The eighth false king to the throne Washington is next! Disengage their minds, sabotage their health Promote sex and war, and violence in the kindergardens Blame the parents and teachers; It's their fault, "Annuit Coeptis" Attack the church dynamic, attack the family Keep the public undisciplined till nothing left is sacred And the "have-nots" get hooked And have to go to the "haves" just to cop a fix I am the king, an evil king Who dreams the wickedest of dreams An ancient mystery, nobody could interpret Of seven empires falling The wolf is at my door as predicted years ago That that was, that is, that is no more The word predicts my future and tells the truth about my past Of how the world's leaders are waiting to usher in The eighth world power of modern Rome Washington is next! There was a king, an evil king Who dreamt the wickedest of dreams An ancient mystery, no prophet could interpret Of seven empires falling The wolf is at my door as predicted years ago That that was, that is, that is no more I am a king And I dream the wildest dreams And nobody could interpret Seven empires falling The wolf is at my door Oh, that that was, that is, that is no more There's something at my door Some ancient mystery The future tells the truth about the past And I'm the eighth false king to the throne I've got you in my crosshairs Now, ain't that a bitch? Washington, you're next!