| Dark politics leads to the best drag
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| If you’re sad about the mess we’re in
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| For all the negatives about the Reichstag
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| Look what it did for East Berlin
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| Authoritarians beget subversion
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| Remember this when you get bummed out
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| So give your pretty painted eyes up to a virgin
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| As the fire rubs another one out on you
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| Ooh yeah!
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| When night just fell we’ve been here before
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| We can’t find the keys to turn off the war
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| But the optimist in me is never sad
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| The glass is half full but the water tastes bad
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| 'Cause the big lie has already spread
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| And nobody cares how many books you’ve read
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| So just enjoy yourself and make some art
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| Then set it on fire and rip it apart
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| Smile! |
| Smile!
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| It will be dark here for a good long while
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| And ooh there will be times when you want to die
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| Smile! |
| Smile!
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| And even though you may be oozing bile
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| And ooh it’s neutralised by the salty tears you cry
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| When Baron Von Shnitzel turned the last oven off
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| He left the lights on for Baron von Stroganoff
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| Who hopped the next junket down to Argentina
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| He had a baby boy who became a ballerina
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| She had enough one day and she joined the circus
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| She came to America, was forced to twerk
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| She had enough again and after some persistence
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| She switched teams and she joined the resistance
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| She danced for the emperor, danced for the king
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| Danced for the president, it’s all the same thing
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| And when she got close enough to be on his arm
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| She became love in the form of a bomb BOOOM
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| Hey!
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| Woo!
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| Smile! |
| Smile!
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| It will be dark here for a good long while
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| And ooh there will be times when you want to die
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| Smile! |
| Smile!
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| Even though you may be oozing bile
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| And ooh it’s neutralized by the salty tears you cry
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| The apocalypse will be televised
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| The revolution will be tossed aside
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| So pledge your allegiance to fat white guys
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| While the snowflakes run and hide
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| The streets are all filled with fire
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| As the soldiers come marching in
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| So just mind the fences and the barbed wire
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| And make nice with the side that wins
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| And oooooh! |
| Oooh!
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| Dark politics walks the long plank
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| We’ll go further than Tiananmen Square
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| For every Chinaman who stares down a big tank
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| There’s a billion who just don’t care
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| Now the hangman rings the broken bell
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| And the reaper he leads the dance
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| And the world spins around like a carousel
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| Never plays the musical chairs
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| Smile! |
| Smile!
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| It will be dark here for a good long while
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| And ooh there will be times that you want to die
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| Smile! |
| Smile!
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| And even though you may be oozing bile
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| And ooh it’s neutralized by the salty tears you cry
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| Yeah! |