| No matter what the size, we always try to hit the mark
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| They say it’s temporary, but their lights will soon fade to dark
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| Endurance, fortitude, and strength take a wicked toll
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| This can only mean promotion, but the party’s what matters of course
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| I’ve been in the service of the company for ten years
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| Stuck inside this dream factory, making real all your garbage fears
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| Though my duties have been few, I performed them as commanded
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| When the gyro gets so wet beneath the skids I understand it
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| Some people just don’t realize what devotion means
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| I should have known better than
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| To feed so greedy from this filthy hand
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| It’s the same old story
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| The underside of folly
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| And what right you’ve got to criticize
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| The warp and weft of well told lies
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| And thus it was hereafter
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| Amid the nation’s bastards
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| Ahh ahh
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| Ahh ahh
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| Pockets of power, pouches of pestilence
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| The trip would make life celebrate our new heads
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| And it’s final, but not fatal, represents a rubber caste
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| We would stick by to the end with tenderness and prejudice
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| Some people just don’t realize what devotion is
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| I see something staring us in the eye
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| It’s another bad dream, the system caught us in our lie
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| And I know I’m not the smartest man who ever walked the earth
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| But we have to think that wellness, it’s a sign of something worth
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| And look what is wrong to feel just what devotion means |