| Whatever happened to good old fashioned acid rain?
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| I miss those simpler times i’d give anything to have them back again
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| To those handmade years backed up by a laugh track
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| I’d sure like to have that back
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| It’s getting to be that time of year
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| When everyone starts to go insane
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| I know that i’m a man who’s a little out of step with the times
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| I’ve run out of whimsy and i’ve stopped being interested
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| In what others think about the war and what we’re ven in for
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| When jesus coms to town
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| What’s he gonna say to you?
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| What’s he gonna say to me?
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| That i haven’t already thought of myself
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| Will he just come striding in?
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| How long will it take him to see?
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| There’s no way that we’re gonna go clear?
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| Whatever happened to gorbachev and ronald reagan?
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| We woke up terrified in 1986
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| Wise beyond our years
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| Impossibly straddled between decades of adults
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| It’s getting to be that time of year
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| When everyone starts to go insane
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| Whatever happened to all those heavy metal bands?
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| Lyrics backward masked and suicide solution dreams
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| In the early days of fear of moms watching donahue
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| That’s when it finally dawns on you that jesus might be wrong
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| What’s he gonna say to you?
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| What’s he gonna say to me?
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| That i haven’t already thought of myself
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| Will he just come striding in?
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| How long will it take him to see?
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| There’s no way that we’re gonna go clear?
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| Will he just come striding in?
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| How long will it take him to see?
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| I don’t already loath in myself? |