| I’m laying down the law
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| Showdown in the northland
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| Just the whiff of corruption
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| Is the tip of the iceberg
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| Savor and sweet liberty
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| And there’s trouble from the south
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| Shouting from the gallery
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| Now I find I’ve got to shut it out
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| I’m searching for a light
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| To kill my sense of fear
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| To break through darkened nights
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| And take me through the years
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| There’s no need to tell you
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| What I think has gone wrong
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| There’s grey clouds of dissension
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| Let it show, let it show a silver lining
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| Sweet blood on the razor
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| Is it poetry or politics?
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| Forget about the nightmare
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| I’ll make it a dream that changes everything
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| I’m searching for a light
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| To kill my sense of fear
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| To break through darkened nights
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| And take me through the years
|
| Sweet blood on the razor
|
| Is it poetry or politics?
|
| Forget about the nightmare
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| I’ll make it a dream that changes everything
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| I’m searching for a light
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| To kill my sense of fear
|
| To break through darkened nights
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| And take me through the years |