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(by J. Kaukonen) |
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Well I heard the news just the other day |
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Now I feel there's something I must say |
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Well the darkness comes too often |
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This time next year I'll build my coffin |
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Made out of lead so X-rays cannot see |
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We gotta be free |
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Political men they burn their lives out talkin' |
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We people of the earth just keep on walkin' |
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Well we don't know what to say |
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Only live our lives as slaves |
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All we can do is race on to the grave |
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Well we gotta get away |
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Well they're much too old to care about the future |
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They're sewing up the past with shining sutures |
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It's immortality they crave |
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Their days are done so now they're brave |
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Their lives will live in books for fools and slaves |
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We gotta get away |
