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If I run uphill I'm out of breath

 If I spend all of my money I've got no money left

 If I place all of my chips on only one bet

I'm all in

 And it's a surefire bet I'm gonna die

 So I'm taking up praying on Sunday nights

 And it's not that I believe in your almight

 But I might as well

 as insurance or bail

 Cause institution's like a big bright lie

 And it blinds you into fear and consuming and fight

 And you've been in the desert underneath the charging sky

 It's just you and God

 But what if God's not there?

 But his name is on your dollar bill

 Which just became cab fare

 For the Evangelist, the Communist, the Lefts and the Rights

 And the hypocrites and the Jesuits and the blacks and the whites

 It's in the belly of the beast

 In the Atlanta streets

 Or up in Laurel Canyon

 The verge of Middle East

 Still they're dying on the dark continent

 It's been happening long enough to mention it

 Have I mentioned my parents are getting back together again

 It's been 25 years

 Of spreading infection

 Somehow we're not affected

 So my mom, she brushes her hair

 And my dad starts growing Bob Dylan's beard

 And I share with my friends a couple of beers

 In the Orlando streets

 In the belly of the beast...