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Coming of age during the plague |
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Of reagan and bush |
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Watching capitalism gun down democracy |
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It had this funny effect on me |
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I guess |
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I am cancer |
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I am hiv |
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And i'm down at the blue jesus |
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Blue cross hospital |
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Just lookin' up from my pillow |
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Feeling blessed |
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And the mighty multinationals |
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Have monopolized the oxygen |
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So it's as easy as breathing |
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For us all to participate |
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Yes they're buying and selling |
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Off shares of air |
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And you know it's all around you |
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But it's hard to point and say 'there' |
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So you just sit on your hands |
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And quietly contemplate |
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Your next bold move |
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The next thing you're gonna need to prove |
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To yourself |
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What a waste of thumbs that are opposable |
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To make machines that are disposable |
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And sell them to seagulls flying in circles |
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Around one big right wing |
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Yes, the left wing was broken long ago |
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By the slingshot of cointelpro |
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And now it's so hard to have faith in |
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Anything |
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Especially your next bold move |
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Or the next thing you're gonna need to prove |
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To yourself |
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You want to track each trickle |
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Back to its source |
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And then scream up the faucet |
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'til your face is hoarse |
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Cuz you're surrounded by a world's worth |
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Of things you just can't excuse |
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But you've got the hard cough of a chain smoker |
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And you're at the arctic circle playing strip poker |
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And it's getting colder and colder |
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Everytime you lose |
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So go ahead |
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Make your next bold move |
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Tell us |
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What's the next thing you're gonna need to prove |
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To yourself |
