DESCRIPTION:
Written by Frederick O'Neil Thomas
Copyright 2010 Tuareg Music
Vocals and Guitar: Frederick O'Neil Thomas
Bass: Mark Alan Haynes
Drums: Greg Schutte
Hammond and Keys: Jason Craft
Hand Claps: Ermel Andrews, Greg Schutte and Frederick O'Neil Thomas

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Rhapsody
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Verse 1
Say the good shall be bad and the bad shall be worse
The guilty will laugh (woo) innocent will be hurt
What's down will be up
What's up will be down
What's out will be in
What's in will be out (yeah)
Tell your mother's and your father's and your sons and your daughters too
Getting ready for the new world disorder, get ready

Chorus
Get ready for the new world disorder
Get ready for the new world disorder
Get ready for the new
Get ready for the new
A new line of demarcation

Verse 2
Get ready for the new fascisms on the rise
If you can't see it with your eyes, you can feel it in the air
Does anybody really care?
The pale horse is coming through
So what's that mean for me and you?
Big brother is watching from the sky
No more freedom by and by and by and by
They say a change is gonna come to rearrange the order

Chorus
Get ready for the new world disorder
Get ready for the new world disorder
Get ready for the new
Get ready for the new
A new line of demarcation to redefine new borders

Verse 3
Get ready for the new divide and conquer rule
Designed to keep the people fooled
And inside that body politic
It's just that same old bag of tricks
Doom, doom impending doom
They say that we running all out of room
Deploy the troops destroy the land
Just understand the master plan
Political wolves in sheep's clothing leading the lambs to the slaughter
Get ready for the new world disorder

Chorus

Verse 4
Get ready for the new pawns in this chess game
Sacrifices must be made
The many controlled by just a few
The chickens are still coming home to roost
Greed, greed, corporate greed
Why can't we cure this old disease?
No money for schools no money indeed
Proceed to feed the war machine
I.E.D's, R.P.Gs car bombs and martyrs
Blast off into the new world disorder

Chorus