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[PUNK:] |
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You declared you would be three inches taller |
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You only became what we made you. |
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Thought you were chasing a destiny calling |
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You only earned what we gave you. |
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You fell and cried as our people were starving, |
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Now you know that we blame you. |
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You tried to walk on the trail we were carving, |
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Now you know that we framed you. |
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[G.F.:] |
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I'm the guy in the sky |
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Flying high Flashing eyes |
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No surprise I told lies |
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I'm the punk in the gutter |
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I'm the new president |
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But I grew and I bent |
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Don't you know? don't it show? |
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I'm the punk with the stutter. |
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My my my my my mmmm my my my. |
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GGGGG-g-g-g-g generation. |
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[PUNK:] |
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We tried to speak between lines of oration |
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You could only repeat what we told you. |
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Your axe belongs to a dying nation, |
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They don't know that we own you. |
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You're watching movies trying to find the feelers, |
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You only see what we show you. |
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We're the slaves of the phony leaders |
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Breathe the air we have blown you. |
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[G.F.:] |
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I'm the guy |
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[etc.] |
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I have to be careful not to preach |
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I can't pretend that I can teach, |
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And yet I've lived your future out |
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By pounding stages like a clown. |
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And on the dance floor broken glass, |
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The bloody faces slowly pass, |
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The broken seats in empty rows, |
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It all belongs to me you know. |
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[PUNK:] |
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You declared |
