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where do you go where do you go for external forces |
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your body wakes but never waits to restore resources |
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do you believe in what you do or is it just for money |
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so if the world all does the same no wonder things are funny |
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just when you thought that you were building on a rock |
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you find you've dug yourself a hole |
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and you'll be facing such a futuristic shock |
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when ground control slips away from you |
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ground control slips away |
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how can you face the future |
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do you create and generate to build a land of plenty |
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or do you misappropriate until the world is empty |
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do you despise and criticise with no absolution |
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or do you stop to analyse to find a new solution |
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just when you thought that you were building on a rock |
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you find you've dug yourself a hole |
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and you'll be facing such a futuristic shock |
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when ground control slips away from you |
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ground control slips away |
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they're cutting up the world we know |
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for reasons they're ashamed to show |
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and all we love will have to go |
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they're storming us without a war |
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extending force until we fall |
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while we lie back and take it all |
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and everything our fathers made |
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and everything they fought to save |
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is trampled under this parade |
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and nothing's going to stop them now |
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their policy will know no bounds |
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as soon as they control the ground |
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under the flag of liberty you'll find corruption lurking |
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it's our responsibility to keep the system working |
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just when you thought that you were building on a rock |
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you find you've dug yourself a hole |
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and you'll be facing such a futuristic shock |
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when ground control slips away from you |
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ground control slips away |
