Blue duck fly to north country
Prophets for profit keep on comin’
Where can one draw the line
To listen

Society has spoken
We’ve all been buying our tokens
To take a slow ride on a brand new train
To nowhere

You’re on the left and he’s on the right
You call each other “pig” and then you get up tight
While all this is going on, the planets they are changing
While you call each other “pig”
There’s little time remaining

Blue duck fly to north country
Prophets for profit keep on comin’
Where can one draw the line
To listen

Tell me about your poor blind boy
How the City Fathers all watched in joy
As he blew his nose on our “Dear Old Glory”
And then they shot him down
‘cause he didn’t have the license to see

Blue duck fly to north country
Prophets for profit keep on coming
Where does one draw the line
To listen

Black man hunched down, make like a mule
Never be free and you can’t go to school
You’re black, so how come you ain’t crawling
Hey boy, don’t you dare look at me when you hear me talking.

Blue duck fly to north country
Prophets for profit keep on comin’
Where does one draw the line
To listen

Everything is formulated
Our existence has been created
To attain a fleeting glimpse of disorder

In order to understand, you destroy
In order to create, you destroy,
‘cause in order to think, one cell destroys the other
Yes, in order for you to exist, you go and shoot down your brothers

Blue duck fly to north country
Prophets for profit keep on comin’
Where does one draw the line
To listen

But to be here ‘cause you’re near
And to be there ‘cause you were
Though the icebergs fall onto the cities
And though the seas take leave to move upon the countries –

Blue duck fly to north country
But before you go, come and tell me
– So we can sing with you
To a new song