Up in the hills they are
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having a white riot with no violence
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or protesting for change,
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they simply buy it.
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If you're think I'm Caucasian,
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well I'm actually gray.
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I was conceived on Ash Wednesday
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and stoned on Christmas day.
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My baby's meditating to stop the war,
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but I got myself a rifle
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'cause I ain't gonna get
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walked on anymore.
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Out my window I see a battle of hawks.
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My best friend has been dead for years,
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but still we have great talks.
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And just like the planets we will
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never touch, just float around in space
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not expecting very much.
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My baby's meditating to stop the war,
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but I got myself a rifle
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'cause I ain't gonna get
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walked on anymore.
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We feel such hunger like vampire bats,
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I got myself a gang
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and we're called the (sleek rats?).
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I was out in the desert,
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hunting ufo while I
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saw scorpions and aliens I already know.
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My baby's meditating to stop the war,
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but I got myself a rifle
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'cause I ain't gonna get
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walked on anymore.
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She gave him head till she
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lost a tooth, that's what she gets for
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molesting people in the DJ booth.
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I used to be a palace, now I'm
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just a dive. I'm made widow out of you
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even though I'm still alive.
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My baby's vegetating to stop the war,
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but I got myself a rifle
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'cause I ain't gonna get
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walked on anymore.
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Hegira Emigre
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| Of Montreal |
