Herbie Hancock The Tea Leaf Prophecy (Lay Down your Arms) [featuring Joni Mitchell] Lyrics
            Study war no more
            Lay down your arms
            Study war no more
            Lay 'em down, lay 'em down now
            Study war no more
            Lay down your arms
            Study war no more
        
            Newsreels rattle the n___ dread--
            The able-bodied have shipped away--
            Molly mcgee gets her tea-leaves read--
            You'll be married in a month they say
            "these leaves are crazy!
            Look at this town--there's no men left!
            Just frail old boys and babies
            Talking to teacher in the treble clef."
        
            She plants her garden in the spring
            She does the winter shovelling
            Tokyo rose on the radio
            She says she's leavin' but she don't go
        
            Out of the blue--just passin' thru
            A young flight sergeant
            On two weeks leave--
            Says "molly mcgee--no one else will do!"
            And seals the tea-leaf prophecy.
            Oh these nights are strong and soft--
            Private passions and secret storms
            Nothin' about him ticks her off
            And he looks so cute in his uniform
        
            She plants her garden in the spring
            He does the winter shovelling
            But summer's just a sneeze
            In a long-long-bad-winter cold
            She says, "i'm leavin' here" but she don't go
        
            "sleep little darlin'!
            This is your happy home
            Hiroshima cannot be pardoned!
            Don't have kids when you get grown.
            Because, this world is shattered
            The wise are mourning--
            The fools are joking
            Oh--what does it matter?
            The wash needs ironing
            And the fire needs stoking."
        
            She plants her garden in the spring
            He does the winter shovelling
            The three of 'em laughing 'round the radio
            She says "i'm leavin' here" but she don't go
        
            She plants her garden in the spring
            They do the winter shovelling
            They sit up late and watch the
            Johnny carson show
            She says "i'm leavin' here but she don't go
        
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