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Well we altered the face of our city, yes we've often burned it down |
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Is our union what we hoped for when our children hit the ground |
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It's simply government and |
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British soldiers out not who governs or unity now |
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Or do you complain of what could happen if your favor isn't found |
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It's not as plain as colonial rule no more so we've grown up with the times |
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But it's as plain as coexistance not making something that binds |
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Yes catholics were incriminated, tortured and opressed |
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But we've agreed to talk now and we don't need bullet proof vests |
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So give it up, it's time to go |
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There'll be better jobs for us if we let it go |
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So give it up, it's time to go |
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Nobody wants to subsidise an economy that can't stand |
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We kick our legs out from underneath us every time we raise a hand |
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Well Good |
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Friday every fucking where is burning in my mind |
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But no accord can help the junkies with their kneecaps left behind |
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There's no desired governance or subsidation left in toil |
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Hell, they don't even want us now fed up with our turmoil |
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True rebels never grow out of the hateful adolescent phase |
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For to perpetuate rebellion you need blind incessant commitment through the maze |
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We've concluded and refused to learn to assess or scrutinise |
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A non functioning mind is clinically dead when your mind's made up it dies |
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It's not the mastery of earth or wealth or leisure that is your contention |
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But the privilege of taxable servitude you contend against you laymen |
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Behave like fucking children every day on |
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Downing Street |
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Who can't concede to play along or even just to meet |
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No this isn't a bold statement, ya wanna know how |
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I know Whoever's celebrated a victory's always said |
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I told ya so |
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So look me in the fucking face when you point the barrel down |
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No I don't need a prayer for me, just put the hammer down |
