| To those of you seeking perfection
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| Oh Lord it’s not a long, long way to go
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| All you need is a bit of reflection
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| Just might seem like changing direction right now
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| Don’t go around taking up no collections
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| On your way down
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| There’s nobody left to crown
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| What if politicians were all good guys
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| Oh Lord don’t we wish they were
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| We would not be so dependent
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| On courts of laws that make us all feel like defendants sometimes
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| If we want freedom we’ve got to amend it
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| On our way down
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| There’s nobody left to crown
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| Be it ever so humble
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| There’s no place like home
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| Home… home on the range
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| Where the fear and the antidotes play
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| Where seldom is heard
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| An encouraging word
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| And our leaders do nothing all day
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| What if they gave an election
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| And nobody came to vote
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| The system it needs a bit of correction
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| Just might seem like changing direction right now
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| As it stands we don’t even make the selections
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| And to get into Heaven we even need a connection
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| On our way down
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| There’s nobody left to crown
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| Nobody left to crown
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| Nobody left to crown
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| Nobody left to crown
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| Nobody left to crown |