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verse:
sometimes it can blow my mind
how the free can’t see that we’re living a lie manipulated by the people who pay us to stay blind, make a k!lling and give a shilling to keep us in line so… going to work’s such a waste of time
if you don’t love what you do, you should leave it behind especially seeing how the rich need us alive
they need labor to make all of the paper survive
it’s survival of the fittest, but ain’t that sh-t finished?
i thought the civil rights movement would get it diminished i may be a critic and my worries are vivid
but when i speak of peace, you call me optimistic
i heard it when you said it but i don’t really get it ‘cause i don’t understand the mandatory money method a revolution doesn’t have to mean you’ll be beheaded
if you let it credit will come to those willing to spread it
so don’t forget you gotta p-ss it along instead of hesitating and making them tackle the ball you better not leave anybody to crawl, because if one man trips then the whole world falls so you better be ready when any enemy calls seeking a remedy like the men at the top of nepal just recall the best moments and i mean them all, your call, you could be the voice down at the city hall
not that you would want to, i’m just saying that you could
mr. coulda woulda shoulda found the answer in a book
now you think you’re gangster you’re talking like a crook
you pushed once now you think you’re a chemistry cook
aight look, you better pull yourself up
stand tall and i don’t mean tough like a thug but
you better be taking your time telling your mind never to be in a rush whatever the price, whatever the fuss, the one time’s never enough

chorus:
oh today; today the government maintains all citizens in chains, they’re making us insane oh today; today i feel nothing but the pain of the slaves under reign of the capitalistic way oh today; it’s a rat race, we’re in a rush, and as long as the cat stays, we’re handcuffed oh today; we can never get enough
is it jesus, justice, gibberish or just us?

verse
it’s a paradox the very top of american pop
is solemnly trying to buy into every shop
but apparently not, the transparency block
is taking over control when to speak and to stop
but i’m too sick, sick and tired to find the desire people keep on trying without knowing they’re living for hire growing upon the empire moaning to god and messiahs, choking in front of the fire, hoping it’s gonna be brighter
but you’re wrong homie, cause if you ain’t a fighter they’ll carry on slowly as they try to acquire superiority even though they ought to retire
by giving the power to people instead of liar
the victor is the writer, history provider
for which reason we can easily see the divider
the wire’s getting tighter, we’re stuck in the web of a spider i just want to be a human being and not a survivor
but you call me skeptic when i’m spitting my sh-t, emphasize these lies are as good as it gets
but f-ck it, cause i’m ready to take any hit
ready to carry your steady mental into an abyss never quit, or you’ll end in a bottomless pit
of apathetic thinking and drinking until you slit your wrist that i cannot forgive leaving the pain to the kids hypocritical motherf-cker too cowardly to live
but the thing is, you find the truth hard to believe, hard to swallow following into another k!lling spree and never plead guilty of disturbing the peace, while we freedom fighters are seen as the weak down on our knees, begging for rational means, but you just call us naive and leave us out on the street to bleed, maybe it’s me, but i don’t know how to see the rationality in having what we call an elite

- manus bell

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