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Well theres been something thats been bugging me for some time
It is a trouble from which I can never hide
Its all them greedy men in tailored suits who dominate the world
And build the laboratory mazes for mankind
This house of cards will surely topple over someday
Just as Im sure all of the fat cats are aware
So keep society sedated let them atrophy their minds
And in the end there will be no one left to care
So go on home, walk swiftly through the bright-lit patches
The night closes faster than your eyes can catch it
The lies will be revealed in the end like a magic show
Ill say I told you so
Well I dont know, but Ive been told
Youre born to die and not to grow old
And maybe later I will start a revolution
You know Ill give them everything that I have got
And then I know you all will thank me but Im not sure I have the time
Im too damned busy smoking booze and drinking pot
How can I satisfy my messianic complex?
How can I save you from the evils I cant name?
Im not really anybody special but I wish so much I was
This world is rigged but Im still dying to play the game
Well the race is on, push forward through the swarming masses
Forward to the furnace where well turn to ashes
And spread across the land to make the flowers and the grasses grow
I think, no, no, no I hope its so
Well I dont know, but Ive been told
Youre born to die and not to grow old
And in the morning she will rise and say she loves me
The fact that she aint real dont matter to me much
I might be sorry come tomorrow but tonight Im just a man
And goddamn! She looks like shed be heavenly to touch
And in the evening as the light is slowly fading
And as the hawks make lazy circles in the sky
And as the fireflies start dancing and the forests come alive
Ill say now what a pretty place for me to die
If time is just a fiction, and life is but a dream
Then pay no heed to scriptures as they flash across your screen
Were all as lost as pebbles that are cast into a stream
And you cant trust your eyeballs because nothings what it seems
And there was Grandma, swingin from the outhouse door
Without her nightie, Grandpa singin more, more, more
Match in a gas tank, boom boom!
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