Lyrics The Agitator - Nils Patrik Johansson

The Agitator

Born to be high class to live among the rich
At the high society
The right education of power supreme
In that never spinning wheel
But something was wrong, what was going on
He’d never and ever and never ever never
Would betray his own people to speak for the poor
He should stand up for our greed
Travelled the bloody soil
Blasphemy, you’re of another kind
This was the rebirth, a new born son
In the land of the future
By the grace of mankind
The agitator, his like cannot be found
In the home of forever
Behind enemy lines
The agitator, we thought that you could fly
Your memory won’t die
As a prince of the labour the future looked bright
And it started really well
The opponents, the right side, they hated his guts
He was sent to give them hell
The world was at stake, no barriers could break
They’d fight for, they’d die for the royalties above them
Sorry people of low class with no class at all
But still no one could foretell
Where was the crystal bell?
Tragedy
Just like a wrecking crew
Blue eyed jesters should have seen it all
In the land of the future
By the grace of mankind
The agitator, his like cannot be found
In the home of forever
Behind enemy lines
The agitator, we thought that you could fly
Your memory won’t die
In the toughest fight, in smoke and fire
Held the ground, no gun for hire
Played ball and after all there’s no time for pity
Blessed to be rich, silver spoon in his mouth
He was of another breed
High above material and the money elite
Forces of an endless greed
But something was wrong, what was going on
He’d never and ever and never ever never
Would accept no forgiveness to those who betray
Dignity for their own need
In the land of the future
By the grace of mankind
The agitator, his like cannot be found
In the home of forever
Behind enemy lines
The agitator, we thought that you could fly
Your memory won’t die