| A memo to a higher office
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| Open letter to the powers that be
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| To a god, a king, a head of state
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| A captain of industry
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| To the movers and the shakers…
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| Can’t everybody see?
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| It ought to be second nature
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| I mean, the places where we live
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| Let’s talk about this sensibly
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| We’re not insensitive
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| I know progress has no patience
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| But something’s got to give
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| I know you’re different
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| You know I’m the same
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| We’re both too busy
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| To be taking the blame
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| I’d like some changes
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| But you don’t have the time
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| We can’t go on thinking
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| It’s a victimless crime
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| No one is blameless
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| But we’re all without shame
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| We fight the fire while we’re feeding the flames
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| Folks have got to make choices
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| And choices got to have voices
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| Folks are basically decent
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| Conventional wisdom would say
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| But we read about the exceptions
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| In the papers every day
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| It ought to be second nature
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| At least, that’s what I feel
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| Now I lay me down in Dreamland
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| I know perfect’s not for real
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| I thought we might get closer
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| But I’m ready to make a deal
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| Today is different, and tomorrow the same
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| It’s hard to take the world the way that it came
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| Too many rapids keep us sweeping along
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| Too many captains keep on steering us wrong
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| It’s hard to take the heat
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| It’s hard to lay blame
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| To fight the fire while we’re feeding the flames |