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tell me who will arrest the political pollution
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who's coming up with the eminent solution
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who's gonna sell you something you can't use
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who can broadcast fallacies and call it the news
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who's gonna fight the almighty legislature
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when a woman's not a woman but another incubator
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when the choleric voice of millions place another urgent call
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and your right to choose is taken leaving no choice at all
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freedom is just a word
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incendiary
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justice a blank ideal
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our novel paradigm
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mirror of one way glass
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somebody's watching
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america flies first class
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some people say i'm bitter and i really should get over it
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an angry young man with nothing tangible to show for it
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but oppression breeds obsession like another mean season
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and to turn a blind eye would be personal treason
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in the sky there's a tiding greeting each and every birth
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about how the unenlightened have inherited the earth
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and if aids doesn't get you you can bet you neighbor will
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because his umbrage and obstruction give him the liberty to kill
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when there's no more change to bring about
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when there's nothing left to sing about
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and when my heart is empty
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and there's no more greed to tempt me
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america files first class
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FLIES FIRST CLASS
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| Good Riddance |
