Simon and Garfunkle update

[Terence.H]

Here is another version of the same song, I hope you like.... feel free to add your own versions of any song, I was looking at mama's and the papa's earlier but that is far too much information for you lot!! I am showing my age!!!

Hello, justice, my old friend I hope to see you once again

Because a vision softly creeping

leaves me feeling that I have been sleeping

because the country And the vision

That was planted in my brain

no longer remains

it's now the sound of Zuma!

In restless dreams I hope alone

I see Narrow streets of shanty homes

Beneath the halo of a shebeen

I turned a corner to a gang creeping

When my eyes were caught

By the flash of a glimmering blade

the choice was made

And touched the sound of Zuma.

And in the naked light I saw

Ten thousand people, maybe more

People toy toying

People hearing without listening

People singing songs that we will never share...

And no one dare

Disturb the sound of Zuma.

Zuma," said you do not know

having ten wives is the way to go

Hear my words that I might teach you,

Take my arms that I might reach you.

But his words like drops in a shower fell,

echoed in the drain of Zuma.

And the people bowed and prayed

To the Zuma god they made,

And the signs flashed out its warnings

In the words that it was forming.

And the signs said: "The words of the prophets

Are written in the parliament halls

And on toilet walls,

are whisper'd in the sound's of Zuma."