| Ey, Ah
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| Talk to me, vibe with me
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| I just have to ask
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| Verse one:
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| Is somebody out there that can hear me?
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| Somebody got two ears that they can spare me?
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| 'Cause I can’t get a single word of what you’re saying
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| 'cause what you live in is not my world
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| And it’s strange though we speak the same language
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| I talk — you talk but nobody can understand it
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| It seems like our biggest weakness i
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| Sthat we’re on different platforms and frequencies
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| I hear something but can’t absorb no information
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| We’re stuck here 'cause of poor communication
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| Got us trapped and it’s a feakin' disease
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| We need peace and no device can set people free
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| Our wicked habits got us feeling the panic
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| We chit chat about this and that while we’re killing the planet
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| And as long we’re only looking out for ourselves
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| We can’t here the children cry and calling out for our help
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| It’s a one-way communication
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| Too much one-sided information, and a unilateral invasion
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| It’s a one-way communication
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| Too much one-sided information, and one superior race and one nation
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| Under a god, one nation acting as god…
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| One nation under a god, is one nation acting as god
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| Verse two:
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| Listen, I don’t get it — but you don’t care
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| What I think about this here is irrelevant to you
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| Why even bother to share your plans of yo planned for me not to understand?
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| And your scam’s not even undercover?
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| Well, the man will ignore you the same way
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| Demand your loyalty with grade A, nonsense and wordplay
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| We’re on the same page — but don’t read the same language
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| Got the same heartbeat — but we don’t sing the same hook
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| 'Cause the universal language of love is disabled and
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| Distorted in this new world order, where money talks — and they’re all ears
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| No option but warfare?
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| They tell us: We don’t get it, and we don’t care
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| Chrous
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| Verse three:
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| (Who are we?) We’re a generation obsessed with communication
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| That can’t talk to each other face to face and
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| Much less touch it, must be radiation
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| Taught to small talk and hold a conversation
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| While cellular phones are killing us all
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| We put the guns to our own heads yelling: — «Hello!»
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| Click, click — a flat line or a dial tone?!
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| Can’t live with the fact we must die alone
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| And I ain’t know why, no real dialogue?
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| It’s wjat the world’s crying for, dying for — high or low
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| I’m trying yo
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| All from my lyrics to my liner notes — to communicate
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| But too many things are in the way
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| Technology got me hollerin' yo let’s run away from all these apparatus
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| We’re chatting with gadgets, but drifting further apart from each other
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| Ain’t no stopping the madness. |
| No!
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| I must be the one they want, the one the con
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| The one they get their dirty money on — one-way communicator
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| One way, one way
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| I must be the one they want, the one the can
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| The one they get their dirty money on — one-way communicator
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| Chorus + outro:
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| It’s a one-way communication
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| Too much one-sided information, a silent violence, a violent silence
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| It’s a one-way communication
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| Too much one-sided information, and one superior race and one nation
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| But you don’t hear me though, you’re not listening
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| Man you don’t hear me though, you never listen man
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| One-way communicator
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| Ah you don’t hear me, ah you don’t hear me
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| You don’t hear me though, why you’re not listening?
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| You’re not listening, come on now
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| One-way communicator
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| But you don’t hear me though |