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(T. Sly/C. Shiflett/M. Riddle/R. Koff) |
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I read the morning paper, someone hadjust diedin big bold letters so it comes asno surprise |
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I'm looking at a story 'bout violence, aword from a lawyer in his defensethis time we got the jury by the throat |
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I turn the television on to get awaya quick reminder that we have to followevery word they saylearned another lesson in history, writtenlike a murder and mysteryto me it's just another way of disguisingthe past |
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Fear is not the way to make it work andbe as oneit's too late the damage has been doneso fly your flag and make yourstatements, hold on to your prideand live our life for others thathave died |
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This is the end of what we know, wheredo we go?don't look for solace in some shallowignorant late night talk showthink about your problem every nowand thendiscover that we're limited in the endsometimes you've got to close your eyes,start thinking for yourself |
