The mayor hides the crime rate
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council woman hesitates
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Public gets irate but forget the vote date
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Weatherman complaining, predicted sun, it's raining
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Everyone's protesting, boyfriend keeps suggesting
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you're not like all of the rest.
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Garbage ain't collected, women ain't protected
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Politicians using people they're abusing
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The mafia's getting bigger, like pollution in the river
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And you tell me that this is where it's at.
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Woke up this moming with an ache in my head
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Splashed on my clothes as I spilled out of bed
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Opened the window to listen to the news
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But all I heard was the Establishment's Blues.
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Gun sales are soaring, housewives find life boring
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Divorce the only answer smoking causes cancer
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This system's gonna fall soon, to an angry young tune
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And that's a concrete cold fact.
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The pope digs population, freedom from taxation
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Teeny Bops are up tight, drinking at a stoplight
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Miniskirt is flirting I can't stop so I'm hurting
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Spinster sells her hopeless chest.
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Adultery plays the kitchen, bigot cops non-fiction
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The little man gets shafted, sons and monies drafted
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Living by a time piece, new war in the far east.
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Can you pass the Rorschach test?
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It's a hassle is an educated guess.
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Well, frankly I couldn't care less.
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This Is Not A Song, Its An Outburst: Or, The Establishment Blues
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