| Getting trampled under boots of progress
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| Ignore the pleading of the nameless faces
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| Now with our backs against the wall
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| How long till we fall?
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| Do away with all the underprivileged
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| their demographic doesn’t fit your image
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| Turn your blind eye when duty calls
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| How long till we fall?
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| (In With The New)
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| This is something that you can’t ignore
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| (In With The New)
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| A simple thing worth fighting for
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| (In With The New)
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| cause now they’re tearing down our doors
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| So she screams out the window,
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| «I've had it up to here»
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| So sick and tired of wondering
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| where I’ll be next year…
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| Caring less about the homeless millions
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| All the petty problems that go with them
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| Reap the profit that reaps their lives and
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| Tell me that it’s fine
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| Throw them out and call it relocation
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| Lower-income-housing quick solution
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| A Generation lost
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| (In With The New)
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| This is something that you can’t ignore
|
| (In With The New)
|
| A simple thing worth fighting for
|
| (In With The New)
|
| cause now they’re tearing down our doors
|
| So she screams out the window,
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| «I've had it up to here»
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| So sick and tired of wondering
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| where I’ll be next year…
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| Now in the whirlwind of my life
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| Is where you presently reside
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| Can I pretend you don’t exist
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| Maybe just for ten more minutes?
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| My hearts been broken into two
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| and rusted from years of disuse
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| So will you place upon it your hands
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| Will you help it beat again?
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| It seems the whole world’s turned on me
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| (Bound and gagged) in the land of the free
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| Let’s talk this over, this game is over
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| In with the new, out with the old
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| Hearts of the world have grown so cold
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| This game is over, let’s talk this over |