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LOSE THE APPLE
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Let's lose the the appleLet's lose the blameLet's lose the right
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Let's lose the nameLet's lose the sin The guiltAnd the shameLet's lose the game
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Let's lose the defenceLet the armour delayLet's lose the fate divine
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Lose the plan todayNo need to beat these guysWe were cheating anyway
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Let's lose the game
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Bridge:Here there was a footprintBut it don't look like that now
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Someone's gave and changed itAltered; it somehowOver there is reason
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And over there is rightOver here is envyOver here is night
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Let's lose the arrowsDrop the pearly gatesLet flags fall like apple now
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Give the serpents no more baitLet's lose the fear that has yetTo be named
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Let's lose the game
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Bridge:Over there's a shadowMemory holds like glueOver there are fingerprints
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Hard evidence tooBut over hear's imaginationSupposition, fabrication
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Belief and fear so closely twinedA knot that reason can't unwind
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Let's lose our fingersHearts reduce to clayLet's lose our instincts
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Let's get down and prayOld retribution is thePep talk for today
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Let's lose the game
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IN A SALIENT WAY By the time this gets to you the language will be nonsense
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Words evolving, quick-like, become efficient as your weapons
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Which make today's killings seem labour intensive
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And when you shriek at the archaic nature of our
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Brutality, know that people were shrieking here
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And when you laugh at the voodoo, at the bullshitAnd the wasted time,
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and at the pomp and stupidity of our kings, know that people were laughing now?
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Outside history's closed doors,
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there's the ongoing chuckle of people laughing and bleeding
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And it's all as funny as skin
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LOSE THE APPLE
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| Bourbon Tabernacle Choir |
