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Getting trampled under boots of progess |
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Ignore the pleading of the nameless faces |
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Now with our backs against the wall |
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How long 'til we fall? |
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Do away with all the underpriviledged |
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Demographic doesn't fit your image |
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Turn your blind eye, when duty calls |
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How long 'til we fall? |
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(In with the new) |
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This is something that you can't ignore |
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A simple thing worth fighting for |
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'Cause now they're tearing down our doors |
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So she screams out the window |
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I've had it up to here so sick and tired of wondering |
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Where I'll be next year |
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Caring less about the homeless millions |
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All the petty problems that go with them |
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Reap the profit that reaps their lives and |
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Tell me that it's fine |
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Throw them out and call it relocation |
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Lower income housing quick solution |
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A generation lost |
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(In with the new) |
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This Is something that you can't ignore |
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A simple thing worth fighting for |
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'Cause now they're tearing down our doors |
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So she screams out the window |
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I've had it up to here so sick and tired of wondering |
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Where I'll be next year |
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Now in the whirlwind of my life |
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Is where you presently reside |
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Can I pretend you don't exist |
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Maybe just for ten more minutes? |
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My heart's been broken into two |
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And rusted from years of disuse |
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So will you place upon it your hands |
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And will you help it beat again? |
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It seems the whole world's turned on me |
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(Bound and gagged) |
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In the land of the free |
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Let's talk this over, this game is over |
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In with the new, out with the old |
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Hearts of the world have grown so cold |
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This game is over, let's talk this over |
