| We had our heart strings dangling ripe for the yanking
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| And lot of reasons grabby was good
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| Poor huddled masses singing boots up their asses
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| Giving grabby what he needed to pull
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| All the way back to where ghosts from the past were still
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| Fighting their wars from the grave
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| Complete with record burning and threatening and spurning
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| The crime of getting blood on the page
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| Since the big one ended we’d been mostly pretending
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| We’d have had the same gumption and grit
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| As the greatest among us when harm came upon us
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| We wouldn’t hesitate to defend
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| But with or against something’s been out to get us
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| And it looked like something finally did
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| No nobler cause in our lifetime for setting our sails to the wind
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| But once they banned Imagine it became the same old war its always been
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| Once they banned Imagine it became the war it was when we were kids
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| Are you now or have you ever been in cahoots with the notion that people can
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| change
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| When history happens again if you do or you did you’ll be blamed
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| From baseless inquiry
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| To no knocking entry
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| Becoming the law of the land
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| To half cocked excuses for bullet abuse regarding anything browner than tan
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| Cause once they banned Imagine it became the same old war its always been
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| Once they banned Imagine it became the war it was when we were kids |