| Boom bang, shit flow, brains to,
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| Life removed, leaders unmoved,
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| Provo’s prove, once again,
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| It needs outweigh the few,
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| The needs outweighed the crew,
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| One thousand pounds, laid by two.
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| Black the scene, the gold,
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| The white the green,
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| Lowered the flag for a dream,
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| But in some eyes a gleam,
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| Their ways extreme,
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| Of the crop the cream,
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| But in this hour sour,
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| Five felt the power of it,
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| One a child of six, fast I need a fix,
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| Change the channel please.
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| Somebody’s screaming freedom,
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| Somebody’s screaming pride,
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| Somebody’s screaming never,
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| Me I’m screaming why.
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| One more, now two, now three,
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| Lone gun man takes revenge,
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| Three more shot down for what,
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| And here we go again,
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| For what, for pride,
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| For freedom once denied,
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| Try centuries of misery,
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| Now fucked is how its best described,
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| No more, no never again,
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| But here we go again,
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| Provo’s on the move again,
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| People gonna lose again,
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| People gonna lose again,
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| People gonna lose again.
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| Somebody’s screaming freedom,
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| Somebody’s screaming pride,
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| Somebody’s screaming never,
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| Me I’m screaming why.
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| Who the fuck are you,
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| Who the fuck are you,
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| Comin at me, pointing your finger at me,
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| Check your history,
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| Here I go again, step the fuck back,
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| Nick nack Paddy with the facts,
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| Give the dog a bone, to the bone green,
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| I’m the man on the mic with the plan,
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| Say, who the fuck are you,
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| Who the fuck are you. |