I was hoping we'd make real progress -
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But it seems we have lost the power
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Any tiny step of advancement
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Is like a raindrop falling into the ocean -
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We're running on the spot - always have - always will?
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We're just the next generation of the emotionally crippled.
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Though we keep piling up the building blocks
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The structure never seems to get any higher
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Because we keep kicking out the foundations
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And stand useless while our lives fall down.
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I believe in life - and I believe in love
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But the world in which I live in - keeps trying to prove me wrong.
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Out in the pastures we call society
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You can't see further than the bottom of your glass
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Only young but easily shocked
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You get all violent when the boat gets rocked -
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Just like sheep - little lambs into the slaughter
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Don't fully grasp what exactly is wrong -
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Truth is you never cared - still -
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You get all violent when the boat gets rocked -
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Intelligence should be our first weapon
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And stop reveling in rejection
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And follow yourselves, not some ageing drain brain
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Who's quite content to go on feeding you garbage
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We're running on the spot - always have - always will?
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We're just the next generation of the emotionally crippled.
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RUNNING ON THE SPOT
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| The Jam |
