Mr. Richards Lyrics - Rem

Mr. Richards, your position 

Is a messenger pigeon 

Left behind you when the camp moved on 

We thought that you would listen 

But the words had never crystallized 

Into a truth that you might own, hey hey 

Mr. Richards, your decision 

Pay attention, pay attention 

Mr. Richards, you're forgiven 

For a narrow lack of vision 

But the fire's are still raging on 

The public's got opinions 

And these consequences border on 

The compound that you raised will sell it see, hey hey 

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Mr. Richards, your decision 

Pay attention, pay attention 

So listen, your intention 

Sign the papers, stamp the ribbon 

You're mistaken if you think we'll just forget 

You can thump your chest and rattle 

Stand in front of your piano 

But we know what's going on 

Yes, we know what's going on 

We're the children of the choir, hey 

And we know what's going on 

Mr. Richards, your conviction 

Had us cheering in the kitchen 

Now the jury's eating pigeon pie 

So tell me how is prison 

Have they taught you how to listen? 

We've begun to bridge the schism 

Pay attention, pay attention 

Mr. Richards, your decision 

Pay attention, pay attention 

You can thump your chest and rattle 

Stand in front of your piano 

But we know what's going on 

Yes, we know what's going on 

We're the children of the choir, hey 

From the compound fire, hey 

And we know what's going on 

Yes, we know what's going on