| We’re comin' through the heart of the webcore
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| Breaking through the back door
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| World dance floor is in store
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| This future primitive vibe is definitive
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| To make you step, step it’s instinctive
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| Giving, what I have to give
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| Living, how I’ve always lived
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| So try and be alert and keep listening
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| 'cause I’m sick of being treated as a second class citizen
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| Roughin' it I’ve been sufferin' for it for longer
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| Than any man needs in this disease
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| Misrepresentations
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| The sad collapse of a thousand nations
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| The meaning of the word is vital
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| Thats my recital. |
| Gonna make you think a bit
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| About how a word gets said in truth
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| And how the fucked up people keep changin' it
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| Won’t somebody tell me, what is going on
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| (ahh you’d better tell me now)
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| See, a wish on a dish or a coin on a plate
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| Is no ticket to heaven or any such state
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| And I relate, the symptoms of this society
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| To which lack of sobriety a wide variety of factors…
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| They think the world is a stage
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| So they’ve all become actors
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| WHAT’S GOING ON?
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| Live and renegade, breaking down the barricades
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| Crashing the barriers, truth message carriers
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| Breaking a mould, loosening a hold
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| By not just doing what we’re told
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| Yes the same old stuff going through and through
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| People finding it tough to think of things to do, and if
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| The will was there and the motivation
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| More people get ideas above their station
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| Switch the points go further down the track
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| You gotta move and that’s a fact Jack
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| Take a sip from the wisdom cup
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| And speak your wise mind up. |
| See
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| The key is there, some have opened the door
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| Making their own time
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| Setting their own score
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| Making love, giving love to the people around them
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| Despite of what surrounds them
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| WHAT’S GOING ON?
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| Fashion is something so ugly
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| It has to be changed every 15 minutes
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| But style is something versatile
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| And in the way you move and in the way you smile
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| And I’ll stress the point, time to blow the joint
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| Expose the pose to keep you on your toes
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| Mind revolution soul evolution
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| The final conclusion to all this confusion
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| Not packing a knife or a gun or anything man
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| 'cause I’m not that threatening
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| Some go the left way, some go the right way
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| Down in their soul, they can’t see where or why or what
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| They’re gonna say
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| When they get asked something fast in a word way
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| Hypnotised, mesmerised but no wiser than before
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| They can see the shape of truth for years
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| And still not suss the score
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| And what is more have no conception
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| Of the connection between themselves and their
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| Biology, environment, economy, technology
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| And inner soul
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| Kicking outta control
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| They’re shootin' wide of the goal
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| Won’t somebody tell me what is going on?
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| (ah, you’d better tell me now)
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| And the force of course is left behind
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| So the coils of their mind cannot unwind
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| Too see, and it becomes evident
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| That they’re willing a vote for a president
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| Or a prime-time minister
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| Some sinister system they’ve got set up
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| And now, you’d better get up
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| Break the chains of their structure
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| By not lettin' it corrupt ya
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| Ladies and gentlemen this is the score as we see it
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| Brothers and sisters it’s time to with it
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| C’mon so lets hit it
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| What’s going on?
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| I said what the fuck?
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| What the fuck is going on? |