| Money striving to tear us
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| Trying to turn we into me
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| Black and blue form the struggle
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| Yet still my people no free
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| People wandering homeless
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| Children can’t find no bed
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| Still despite all this madness
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| There is a space in my head
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| Birds are flying high within the castle tower
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| Chattering for the secret of the golden flower
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| Birds are flying high within the castle tower
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| Chattering for the secret of the golden flower
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| Pirates ruling the nation
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| Scoundrels thieving the sea
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| See and blind hear and deaf
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| Ignoring your mother’s plea
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| People laughing at murder
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| Children coughing up lead
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| Still despite all this madness
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| There is a space in my head
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| Birds are flying high within the castle tower
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| Chattering for the secret of the golden flower
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| Though the road may be rocky
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| And the way selfdom sweet
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| Let the sound of this music
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| Help keep the wight off your feet
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| People duing from hunger
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| Children crying for bread
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| Still despite all this madness
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| There is a space in my head
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| Birds are flying high within the castle tower
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| Chattering for the secret of the golden flower |