On june fifth, in the year of eighty-nine,
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he was unarmed with focused mind
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Deflance glared down the barrel of the gun pointed from a tank in tiananmen square
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And he stood there:
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To control, to manipulate, the media his power slave
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He knew the world was watching, knew he had a plan
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To confront the powerful tyranny in the square of tiananmen
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Ecstatic youth played with fire, freedom wash over them
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Democracy their desire, the tiananmen man had a plan
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Manipulate the media
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He used blind faith in the face of anarchy,
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the cybernetic rapture has begun to envelop me
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Freedom is the rush, adrenaline high,
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choice of the oppressed wiling to die
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Like a hostage the government holds your drug
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To control, to manipulate, the media his power slave
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He knew the world was watching, knew he had a plan
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To confront the powerful tyranny in the square of tiananmen
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Ecstatic youth played with fire, freedom wash over them
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Democracy their desire, the tiananmen man had a plan
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Manipulate the media
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His act was a cybernetic gesture
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His act was a cybernetic gesture
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He knew the world was watching, knew he had a plan
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To confront the powerful tyranny in the square of tiananmen
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Ecstatic youth played with fire, freedom wash over them
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Democracy their desire, the tiananmen man had a plan
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Manipulate the media, manipulate the media
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Manipulate to control
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The Tiananmen Man
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| Nevermore |
