| Did it all get real? |
| I guess it’s real enough
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| They got refrigerators full of blood
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| Another century spent pointing guns
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| At anything that moves
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| Sometimes I worry that I’ve lost the plot
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| My twitching muscles tease my flippant thoughts
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| I never really dreamed of heaven much
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| Until we put him in the ground
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| But it’s all I’m doing now
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| Listening for patterns in the sound
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| Of an endless static sea
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| But once the satellite’s deceased
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| It blows like garbage through the streets
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| Of the night sky to infinity
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| But don’t you weep
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| (Don't you weep for them)
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| Don’t you weep
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| (Don't you weep)
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| There is nothing as lucky
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| Honey, don’t you weep
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| (Don't you weep for them)
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| Don’t you weep
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| (Don't you weep)
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| There is nothing as lucky
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| As easy
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| Or free
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| Don’t be a criminal in this police state
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| You’d better shop and eat and procreate
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| You’ve got vacation days, then you might escape
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| To a condo on the coast
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| I set my watch to the atomic clock
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| I hear the crowd count down until the bomb gets dropped
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| I always figured there’d be time enough
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| I never let it get me down
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| But I can’t help it now
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| Looking for faces in the clouds
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| I’ve got some friends I barely see
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| But we’re all planning to meet
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| We’ll lay in bags as dead as leaves
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| All together for eternity
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| But don’t you weep
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| (Don't you weep for us)
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| Don’t you weep
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| (Don't you weep)
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| There is no one as lucky
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| Honey, don’t you weep
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| (Don't you weep for us)
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| Don’t you weep
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| (Don't you weep)
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| There is nothing as lucky
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| As easy
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| Or free
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| Or free
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| Or free
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| Or free
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| There is nothing
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| There’s nothing
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| There’s nothing |