Just another Prague Spring
Or another Trumpton riot
Causing chaos on the streets again
The kids don't realise that they're
Making history smashing up the
Swords that poison weak and feeble minds

Oh, their tiny minds
They've got nothing on their minds
but lazy thoughts and crazy thoughts
That lead to evils lives
We'll tip them on their side
And help dream of a nice world
We all know that it's there

The finest circus in the land
Is a pantomime of childhood jokes
To which the people love to clap their hands
If you entertain watching
Mothers laugh and children scream
Their fathers wish they were 15 again

The innocence of youth
Reclaimed for just one day
Away from battles grown ups fights
The winsome might wins through
So then we must conclude
The world's a nicer place when
Well, I'll leave that up to you

When charmers hesitate they deal
Excuses for premeditated blues
Girls naively crowing
"Oh, I've heard, I've seen it all"
You are an instant mastermind
Though those arguments are unrefined
It's certainly not comforting
To see you shout me down
Down, down, down

The faint glow of the city lights
As the casanova puts his arm around you
Takes your photo in the dark
It's just as well 'cause there's no smile
But it beats wrestling with your
Conscience trying to justify the
Thoughts within your mind

There's nowhere to hide
From your own judgemental spies
And wicked wry and twisted lies
That make you cry inside
Concealed to hide your pride
But it's a nicer day now
It's all gone wrong


Lyrics submitted by teenageriot-1

Prague Spring song meanings
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