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Me and John rode out from ocean heading east |
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I had to see with my own eyes the factories |
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I'm bugging out |
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We've never strayed this far |
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Right out of town southeast and down |
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Inside my filthy car |
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But when we got there all we saw were more malls and marble mansions |
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In emerald parks the singing larks proclaimed the great expansion |
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There is no beautiful garbage |
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They cleared it up already |
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Tears roll out the eyes and though I cry I hold the wheel steady |
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Steady! |
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Do do do do do do do do do |
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Do do do do do do do do do |
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When I get home |
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I cannot stand my house |
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My father still fighting with his trophy unfaithful spouse |
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I hear the echo now I see it somewhere else |
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A thousand ways, a thousand days, a thousand towns across the commonwealth |
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Out on a date but like a dog she smells the fear and runs |
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And still we make our cheap tortured artists are no fun |
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I dream of anger, sex, unnurtured I succeed but still |
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Soon I'll be popping pills |
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This emptiness will not be filled or caved |
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Do do do do do do do do |
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Do do do do do do do do |
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Look at the earth |
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It's just so green |
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Perhaps it's envious of all the galaxies it's seen |
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Where forces swirl in symbiotic harmony |
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Free of the taint, the gas, and paint of parasites like me |
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Keep using love as the excuse for why we're fat and lazy |
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Wait to grow old, like we've been told |
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Go bald, go west and crazy |
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This is so pointless it actually holds up our evolution |
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Sing it to the bastards |
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FREE YOURSELF FROM MENTAL PROSTITUTION |
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Do do do do do do do |
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Do do do do do do do |
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Oh Oh I didn't know I didn't know |
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Oh Oh I didn't know I didn't know |
