| Have you been to the desert?
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| Have you walked with the dead?
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| There’s a hundred thousand children being killed for their bread
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| And the figures don’t lie, they speak of human disease
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| But we do what we want and we think what we please
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| Have you lived the experience?
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| Have you witnessed the plague?
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| People making babies, sometimes just to escape
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| In this land of competition, the compassion is gone
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| Yet, we ignore the needy and we keep pushing on
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| Keep pushing on…
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| This is just a punk rock song
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| Written for the people who can see something’s wrong
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| Like ants in a colony we do our share
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| But there’s so many other fuckin' insects out there
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| And this is just a punk rock song
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| Have you visited the quagmire?
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| Have you swam in the shit?
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| The party convention and the real politik
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| The faces always different, the rhetoric the same
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| But we swallow it all and we see nothing change
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| Nothing has changed…
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| This is just a punk rock song
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| Written for the people who can see something’s wrong
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| Like workers in a factory we do our share
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| But there’s so many other fuckin' robots out there
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| This is just a punk rock song
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| 10 million dollars on a losing campaign
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| 20 million starving and writhing in pain
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| Big, strong people, unwilling to give
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| Small in vision and perspective
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| One in five kids below the poverty line
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| One population runnin' out of time
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| Runnin' out of time
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| This is just a punk rock song
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| Written for the people who can see something’s wrong
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| Like ants in a colony we do our share
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| But there’s so many other fuckin' insects out there
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| This is just a punk rock song
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| The figures don’t lie, they speak of human disease
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| But we do what we want and we think what we please
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| One in five kids below the poverty line
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| One population runnin' out of time |