| What we've got here is failure to communicate
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| Some men, you just can't reach
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| So, you get what we had here, last week
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| Which is the way he wants it
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| Well, he gets it
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| And I don't like it any more than you men
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| Look at your young men fighting
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| Look at your women crying
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| Look at your young men dying
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| The way they've always done before
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| Look at the hate we're breeding
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| Look at the fear we're feeding
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| Look at the lives we're leading
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| The way we've always done before
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| My hands are tied
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| The billions shift from side to side
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| An' the wars go on with brainwashed pride
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| For the love of God and our human rights
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| An' all these things are swept aside
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| By bloody hands, time can't deny
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| An' are washed away by your genocide
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| An' history hides the lies of our civil wars
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| D'you wear a black armband when they shot the man
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| Who said peace could last forever?
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| An' in my first memories, they shot Kennedy
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| I went numb when I learned to see
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| So I never fell for Vietnam
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| We got the wall in D.C. to remind us all
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| That you can't trust freedom when it's not in your hands
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| When everybody's fightin' for their promised land
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| And I don't need your civil war
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| It feeds the rich, while it buries the poor
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| Your power hungry, sellin' soldiers in a human grocery store
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| Ain't that fresh? |
| I don't need your civil war
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| Ooh, no, no, no, no, no, no
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| Look at the shoes you're filling
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| Look at the blood we're spilling
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| Look at the world we're killing
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| The way we've always done before
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| Look in the doubt we've wallowed
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| Look at the leaders we've followed
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| Look at the lies we've swallowed
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| An' I don't want to hear no more
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| My hands are tied
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| For all, I've seen has changed my mind
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| But still, the wars go on, as the years go by
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| With no love of God or human rights
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| An' all these dreams are swept aside
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| By bloody hands of the hypnotized
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| Who carry the cross of homicide
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| And history bears the scars of our civil wars
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| We practice selective annihilation
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| Of mayors and government officials
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| For example, to create a vacuum
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| Then we fill that vacuum
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| As popular war advances
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| Peace is closer
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| I don't need your civil war
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| It feeds the rich, while it buries the poor
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| Your power hungry, sellin' soldiers in a human grocery store
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| Ain't that fresh? |
| I don't need your civil war
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| No no no no no no no no no no no no
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| I don't need your civil war
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| I don't need your civil war
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| Your power hungry, sellin' soldiers in a human grocery store
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| Ain't that fresh? |
| I don't need your civil war
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| No no no no no no no no no no, no, no
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| I don't need one more war
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| Ooh, I don't need one more war
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| No no no, no woah, no woah
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| What's so civil 'bout war anyway? |