| You couldn’t run, you couldn’t hide
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| They had their spies out on your track
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| You had some fun, you took a ride
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| You tried to fit into the pack
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| But all the time they knew you lied
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| They knew that you’d be bound to crack
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| You dreamed of stars, of open cars
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| And surfing out on Malibu
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| You drank in bars and Miromars
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| You shot the dice and skimmed the pool
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| You thought of saving your integrity
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| Before it came up for renewal
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| Hospital Carolina
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| So who needs Rudolf Steiner?
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| Let me hear you now!
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| «Um and aargh, um and aargh, um», was all he told me
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| I’m catching beriberi and I’m feeling so low
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| «This is much too good for the people» he said
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| I said «don't people have minds of their own?»
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| And it’s better that you agree
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| In this best of best industries
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| I was in the midst of a dream
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| I felt like shouting something obscene
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| A man appeared, he had a beard
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| He had a dog right at his feet
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| I said, «My song?», he said «It's long
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| It’s got no balls», I said «That's neat
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| But it took me thirty years to write»
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| He said, «Your image is incomplete»
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| Hospital Carolina
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| The curtain’s up, the spotlight’s on
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| They’ve got you spitting at the crowd
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| A needle match, a little scratch
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| And you’re above the busy cloud
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| Going out and getting in a fight, it makes the news, so you’ll be proud
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| Hospital Carolina
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| So who needs Rudolf Steiner?
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| Let me hear you now!
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| «Um and aargh, um and aargh, um», was all he told me
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| I’m catching beriberi and I’m feeling so low
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| «This is much too good for the people» he said
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| I said «don't people have minds of their own?»
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| And it’s better that you agree
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| In this best of best industries
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| I was in the midst of a dream
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| I felt like shouting something obscene
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| They’ve washed you up, they’ve squashed you up
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| You find your brain is going bad
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| You played the game, it’s all the same
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| The wisest fools are really mad
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| You take a gun, to save our son
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| And, God, his brain is bullet-proof
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| And so it’s welcome to the ministry of everlasting truth
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| Hospital Carolina
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| So who needs Rudolf Steiner?
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| Let me hear you now!
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| «Um and aargh, um and aargh, um», was all he told me
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| I’m catching beriberi and I’m feeling so low
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| «This is much too good for the people» he said
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| I said «don't people have minds of their own?»
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| Shooting to the top, be a great tin god
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| Then plummet to obscurity well
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| And it’s better that you agree
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| In this best of best industries
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| And it’s better that you agree
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| In this best of best industries
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| And it’s better not to presume
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| Or it’s you that we will consume
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| And it’s better that you agree
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| In this best of best industries
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| And it’s better not to presume
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| Or it’s you that we will consume
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| And it’s better that you agree
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| In this best of best industries |