perpetrating counter-culture she is walking through the park
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first light ugly and more muscular than the dark
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pushing poems at the urban silence
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drawing portraits of the passers-by
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sitting on the curb
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combining traffic sounds
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getting dirty looks and dirty jeans
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on the dirty ground
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she says I can't figure out what kind of life this is
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comedy or tragedy I just know it's show biz
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and what if I don't agree
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with the lines I have to read
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they don't pay me enough
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the way I see it
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freedom and democracy
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that's the word from washington every day
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the americat's asleep
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with warm milk and cliches
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and people are expendable along the way
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your dollar is dependable
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what more can we say
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would you like some dog coffee
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it's all that we've got
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you can have some
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you can have not
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would you like some dog coffee
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it's all that we've got
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we're taking care of big business
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and meanwhile some of the beans rot
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Dog Coffee
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Ani DiFranco |