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Throw your pistol in the river |
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Ditch the trucks, we can walk from here |
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Only bring what you can carry |
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Everything you need is waiting there |
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Look! Fire! They're burning all the money! |
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Raise a toast! Throw your wallet in! |
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"To days of wood, days before metal |
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When we were animals, not coins" |
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They gave up on government |
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Everything works on common sense |
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Nailed high on the main gates |
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Is the only law, the law of chance |
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Guerrilla poets ink a wall |
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Children with no rhythm dance |
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To rebel music at a painter's house Now there's never an empty glass |
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What am I doing here? |
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Grabbing my piece of history |
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I'm braver with a hammer |
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My hands can shape this place |
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What am I doing here? |
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Answering stupid questions |
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Why am I here? |
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There's no place else left to go... |
