Andrew Paul Regan - John Frum Will Return lyrics
rate meTo our island in the sun
Came a saviour named John Frum
Told us of the things we’d lacked
Promised one day to come back
And now we’re faking runways
Bamboo aeroplanes
Praying to the silence
Hoping for reply while
The world is moving on
And we believe in John
There must be something not quite right
How we loathe the simple life
We demand consumer goods
We demand convenience foods
Preserving the old ways
Come back aeroplanes
Taking to the sky and
Leaving us behind while
The world is moving on
Still we believe in John
We’ve got a wood hut air traffic control
Coconut headphones
We can’t understand
Why nothing ever lands
What do we have to do to make you come back?
We believe in John