| Darling don’t wake from your sleep
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| There’s just commercials and war on tv
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| The damn, is it breeched, so it seems
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| and there are footsteps, and they’re coming for me
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| so close your eyes and sleep
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| here comes a hurricane
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| here comes the flood
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| here comes a tidal wave of land sliding mud
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| it’s never enough
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| to make me repent all these things I have done
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| it feels like a neutral’s been wired to the live
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| i feel like some hero been doomed to survive
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| and it’s never enough
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| to shake the foundations and rattle the walls
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| so book me a seat and I’m along for the ride
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| now is the age to just let it all slide
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| and it’s never enough
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| to ask any difficult questions oh
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| and who gives a damn if this conspiracy’s real
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| there’s a whole generation asleep at the wheel
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| and it’s never enough
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| let the hard times roll, no we’re not in control
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| and we’d be crazy to think that we are.
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| No death or glory, no line in the sand
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| blaze up these fireworks and strike up the band
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| and it’s never enough
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| and this is no time to stand up and be counted
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| God bless America God save the queen
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| god kill my enemies and keep my hands clean
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| it’s never enough
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| and this medications not wearing off any time soon
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| Well this land is your land, this land is mine
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| now pull up a chair and we can watch the decline
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| and it’s never enough
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| the surroundings are just too damn comfortable here
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| this progress is a twentyfirst century curse
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| the times they are changing and they’ll change for the worst
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| and it’s never enough
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| let the hard times roll, no we’re not in control
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| and we’d be crazy to think that we are |