| Come sit down
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| Your name is on the table
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| Between the graves and cradles
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| Before the old and new
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| Wait your turn and smile for the papers
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| The sanders and the shapers will have their way with you
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| And shake the hands of masters
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| While outside insurrection
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| The sound can’t be mistaken
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| So pretend like you don’t know them
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| And say you’re goin' beyond it
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| You’re ready for some peace
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| And who can argue with that argument when no one says a thing?
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| Come kneel down and beg for some redemption
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| You finally learned your lesson
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| That this is how we change
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| Not here nor there
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| No patriot or traitor
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| You’ve learned to sit for supper
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| And you’re sleeping in your cage
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| Its politics as normal
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| Its votes and views and morals
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| None of which mean nothing to the people kept in storage
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| Who wake up in the morning
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| The nights are in your hands
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| At least the smashers and the crashers know exactly where they stand
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| Hey mister talk radio for once we agree
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| That we can’t afford no liberals in times like these
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| On our feet or on our backs and they’re on their knees
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| No, we can’t afford no liberals in times like these
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| Come lay down
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| They’ll put you underwater
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| Like clay unto a potter
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| They’ll wash the dirty clean
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| Let’s hear your plan for a Natural World Order
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| Free trade across the borders
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| Gas efficient war machine
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| The debt tree needs a trimming
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| The poison earth needs weeding
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| Your houses are sinking
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| And the seas they are rising
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| It’s all so inconvenient
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| Let’s stall it while we can
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| And so its business as usual
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| Give the liberal a hand
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| Hey mister talk radio for once we agree
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| That we can’t afford no liberals in times like these
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| On our feet or on our backs and they’re on their knees
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| No, we can’t afford no liberals in times like these
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| Times like these
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| Here in the brave new world
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| Two sides of a grand old flag unfurled
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| Here in the brave new world
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| Hey mister talk radio for once we agree
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| That we can’t afford no liberals in times like these
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| On our feet or on our backs and they’re on their knees
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| No, we can’t afford no liberals in times like these
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| Hey mister Hannity, for once we agree
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| That we can’t afford no liberals in times like these
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| On our feet or on our backs and they’re on their knees
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| No, we can’t afford no liberals in times like these
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| Times like these
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