| We live in a fabled world
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| Of dreaming boys and wide-eyed girls;
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| Where precious few get a fair start
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| These times can break you
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| These times can leave you
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| Torn apart
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| The story starts with genocide
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| Slavery, those terrorized;
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| Families, cultures torn apart
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| This ugly truth only the start
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| And it’s a white washed pact
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| The founding act
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| Revolution or contract?
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| To subjugate, to torture, to abuse
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| For the few
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| We live in a fabled world
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| Of terror, day and night
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| All hidden in plain sight;
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| We live in a fabled world
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| Where the poor and the weak
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| Are pawns for profit’s sake
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| Lock up mass incarcerate
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| The new Jim Crow, the new slave trade;
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| If Doctor King were here today
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| He’d fight for much more than a dream
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| And you should go sign up
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| Join the fight
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| The rich sleep while you kill tonight;
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| Love thy enemy as thyself
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| As you carpet bomb him to hell
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| We live in a fabled world
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| Of terror, day and night
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| All hidden in plain sight;
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| We live in a fabled world
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| Where the poor and the weak
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| Are pawns for profit’s sake
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| We live in a fabled world
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| A corprocratic killing field;
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| Where fascist profits are a lock
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| These times can break you
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| These times can leave you
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| Torn apart
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| We live in a fabled world
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| Of terror, day and night
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| All hidden in plain sight;
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| We live in a fabled world
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| Where the poor and the weak
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| Are pawns for profit’s sake
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| We live in a fabled world
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| We live in a fabled world
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| These times can break you
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| These times can leave you
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| Torn apart |