I Like Music With a Message

Rocket To Damascus By Bill Nelson...
I heard the voice of William Blake
Echo from the trees,
I heard the crack of mighty wings
Upon the evening breeze...
I saw the fountains turn to flames,
I tasted bitter fruit...
And rebel radios sang to me,
Turn on,transmit,transmute...
I played a tape like time machine,
A call across the years...
Return from trip to dreamsville
With the strangest souvenirs...
Electricity made us angels
And money made us fools,
But fear of future shackled us
To gods who ride the backs of mules
Wake up or leave the planet...
Wake up or leave the planet...
Attenuate,God dammit...
Wake up or leave the planet...
Well,the wild fandango thunders on,
An awesome proposition...
It's times like theese that fire up
My sweetest disposition...
They say that wonders never cease,
They speak of fabulous things...
But reason has it's share of doubt
And dark imaginings...
Wake up or leave the planet...(etc.)
Park your dreams,feed the meter,
Come down to earth,face the future...
Hold your horses,become a wonder,
Force the flash before the thunder...
I heard the vioce of William Blake,
Echo from the trees...
I heard the crack of mighty wings
Upon the evening breeze...
I saw the fountain turn to flames,
I tasted bittr fruit...
And rebel radios sang to me,
Trancend,transmit,transmute...
Wake up or leave the planet...(etc.)

Bill Nelson,1995,from his album "after the satelite sings",a mighty fine recording.