We'll be fighting in the streets, with our children at our feet
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And the morals that they worshipped will be gone
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And the men who spurred us on, sit in judgement of all wrong
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They decide and the shotgun sings the song
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Chorus:
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I'll tip my hat to the new constitution
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Take a bow for the new revolution
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Smilin' free at the changes all around
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Pick up my guitar and play, just like yesterday
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When I get on my knees and pray
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We don't get fooled again
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Move myself and my family aside, should we happen to get left out of line
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Smiling faces smile at the sky, I know that the hypnotized never lie
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The change it had to come, we knew it all along
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We were liberated from the foe's old song
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Now a pardon on the left, now a pardon on the right
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And the hell it grows shorter overnight
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(Repeat Chorus)
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Meet the new boss, same as the old boss
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Won't Get Fooled Again
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| Skrewdriver |
