I heard them say that the meek shall reign on earth,
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Phantasmal myriads of sane bucolic birth.
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I've seen the rapture in a starving baby's eyes,
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Inchoate beatitude, the Lord of the Flies.
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So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray?
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Kaleidoscoping images of love on the way.
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Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay.
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1,000 more fools are being born every fucking day.
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They try to tell me that the lamb is on the way,
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With microwave transmissions they bombard us every day.
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The masses are obsequious, contented in their sleep.
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The vortex of their minds ensconsed within the murky deep.
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So what does it mean when your mind starts to stray?
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Kaleidoscoping images of love on the way.
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Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay.
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1,000 more fools are being born every fucking day.
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1,000 More Fools
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