| I want somebody here to tell me why,
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| There’s always smoke up in the sky.
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| Please don’t make me want to cry,
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| Detail has not been seen.
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| Summer trees should all be green,
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| Plain and green as they have been,
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| Sun don’t ever change the scene,
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| Please never let them die.
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| What do you want?
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| What do you want?
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| What do you want?
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| What do you want?
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| Sounds which soar above my ears,
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| Will naturally precede in years,
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| They only cause a flood of tears,
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| I want to turn and run.
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| Don’t need someone to make my fun,
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| Only need to see the sun,
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| I will not go and cause harm,
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| I cannot think that way.
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| What do you want?
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| What do you want?
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| What do you want?
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| What do you want?
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| Sit spellbound by a flickering screen,
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| Watch the ever changing scenes,
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| Listen to the rising screams,
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| Of children of today.
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| Lock your doors and stay within,
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| Upon your face the stupid grins,
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| Penalty for unrealised sins,
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| Committed on your way.
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| What do you want?
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| What do you want?
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| What do you want?
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| What do you want?
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| What do you want?
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| What do you want? |