Find It...Quick! Lyrics

...FIND IT...QUICK!... by Steel Pulse
*from 'True Democracy' (1982)*
Intro:
I can't be-lieve,
What I see.
Mankind, so incom-plete, yeah.
Verse 1:
Violence on your box at home,
Shouts and screams,
From your neighbours next door.
Vandals prowl the dim lit streets,
Muggers hide; in alleys they creep.
This wo...rld; hatred had grown.
Chorus 1:
Love fly, gone out through the window,
And we've got to find it yeah.
Love fly, gone out through the window,
And we've got to find it...
Some-where, some-where.
Some-where, some-where.
Break:
(Ooh ooh ooh),
We got to find this love,
Oh help us Jah above,
Oh help us Jah above yeah.
(We've got to find this love).
We've got to find this love.
Verse 2:
Those in au-thority,
Re-ject the cries of want.
Those in power,
Cor-rupt the weak in heart.
This wo...rld; hatred had grown.
Chorus 2:
Love fly, gone out through the window,
And we've got to find it...
We've got to find it,
We've got to find it,
We've got to find it.
Love fly, gone out through the window,
And we've got to find it...
Some-where, some-where.
Some-where, some-where.
Break:
Love is a golden cord,
That binds all com-mandments;
Make all hearts sing.
A golden cord,
That binds all com-mandments;
Make all hearts sing.
Chorus 3:
Could we be,
At the brin of defeat?
Let truth rise,
And all lies die.
Love fly, gone out through the window,
And we've got to find it...
Some-where, some-where.
Gm Cm Gm Cm Gm (n.c)
Some-where, some-where.
Quick!
Break:
(Ooh ooh ooh),
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh).
(Ooh ooh ooh),
We got to find this love,
Oh help us Jah above.
Oh help us Jah above yeah.
(We've got to find it).
Let the wounds of this land,
Be healed.
Coda:
A time of peace, a time of plenty,
A time of peace, a time of plenty.
A time of peace, a time of plenty,
A time of peace, a time of plenty.
(Repeat to Fade)
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