| Living outside of the grid is the goal
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| Misery lies at the heart of control…
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| Dancing and playing to be with my kind
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| Smoke, fuck and joke, I’m just passing the time
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| Celebrations, demonstrations, debate
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| Distorted music, my war surrogate
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| No Wi-Fi soup
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| Off the grid
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| No more phones
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| No drones
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| Autonomous Zone
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| Autonomous Zone
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| Where lovers of freedom gather to laugh
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| No heroes or icons, such values have passed
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| Squat, grow a plot, pursue beauty instead
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| Under the flag of the black and the red
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| Speakers at breaking point, dance on the decks
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| Letters go feral, options of wildness
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| Dancing and laughing, high as a kite
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| Anointed and animated all the night
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| Cacophony, lovely ear-splitting noise
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| With wild abandon, give freedom a voice
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| Living outside of the grid is the goal
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| Misery lies at the heart of control |