When I look out of my window
The feelgood factor doesn't fell so great and good
Minors feed the majors
All hail the green dawn
Where hopes dissolve in rainstorms
When I stare into the TV
There's wealth and health and optimism
These grinning clones are way off
All hail the green dawn
Where ther is no 'ideal-home'
You're either a have-it-all or a have not
And when you have it all there's a license
to spin the line : 'All this could be yours'
All hail the green dawn
Because clean lines won't enhance your life
When toxic clouds pervade your nine-to-five
And leave you twisted, stunted, stumbling
All hail the green dawn
For polluted minds contentment only reign in paradise
Yet sombre TV faces tell the plight
As deprivation's straddled by designer might
All hail, all hail, all hail, all hail
It's not who you are - it's what you should have
To elevate your reason for being.
Scrabble around in the bare earth.
And climb back on the wheel of drudgery
All hail, all hail, all hail, all hail