Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Vision Of Peregrine Worsthorne, artist - McCarthy. Date of issue: 31.12.1988
Song language: English
The Vision Of Peregrine Worsthorne |
| In Fleet Street I lay down to sleep |
| In the seediest journalist bar |
| And in my sleep a vision I dreamed |
| From afar |
| In celestial mist made of light |
| An angel that blinds mortal eyes |
| This vision I knew knew no wrong |
| Only right |
| He took my hand and showed me things I’d never dreamed |
| The veil blinding me was lifted |
| And truth shone, a beacon beaming |
| The vision said softly to me |
| «The people are becoming to free |
| And if you want to sever the tea (?) |
| Oh baby |
| Peregrine is looking grim |
| The economy is falling to pieces |
| It seems quite hopeless |
| Stand steadfastly by the friendly in exchange with free |
| Broadcast calls for order and law |
| Yet all shall be well, all shall be well" |
| The Holy Ghost bid me be bold |
| For wisdom that’s weight out of old (?) |
| Could will if it was spread among men |
| Once again |
| The vision departed me then |
| And I awoke cold and distant |
| I knew my mission |