Here I go against the grain
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It's time to yet again complain
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And make some noise
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We've got all our sciences
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Making our appliances
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To dull the pain
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It's novocain for the soul
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Hollywood, pop culture's best
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You do no good, you vultures' nest
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And I want out
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It's gambling now, the more you wait
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And think that you can have your Kate and Edith, too
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And so to lose your own soul
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I'll call your bluff, I've had enough
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Oh no Ho-Jo
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So is it fantasy or reality t.v.?
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So here's your world condoned
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You get the chisel, I'll get the stone
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Know that with each path we take
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We become the choices that we make
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It's true, and so do you
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Forbear to keep obstinate will
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And to choose to wait until the dream dissolves
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And we're absolved from our guilt
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I'll call your bluff, I've had enough
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Oh no Ho-Jo
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So is it fantasy or reality t.v.?
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So here's your world condoned
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You get the chisel, I'll get the stone
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So numbed, to fate resigned
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And in your grave you'll lie
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And in your grave you'll lie
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The Madness Of The Crowds
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| Ace Troubleshooter |
