| Perfect, just perfect
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| Perfect, we’re all worthless
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| Perfect, just like an airbrushed cover
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| They’ll want us to be
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| And we’ll be perfect
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| When pretty facades are all we’ve chosen to see
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| Lead around
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| Like horses
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| With our blinders on
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| Can’t you see
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| It’s a way of controlling our minds?
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| Can’t you see
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| That this country is so far gone?
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| We’ve been broken down
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| We have been ashamed
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| Our minds have been bound
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| And we’re taught to live afraid
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| Just so these rich fucks
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| That are working in buildings
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| That can touch the clouds
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| Can make even just one more cent
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| Off of our suffering
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| And to make Sam proud
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| Sam, are you proud?
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| Sam, are you proud?
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| Sam, are you proud?
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| Well Sam, are you proud?
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| Well Sam, are you proud?
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| Well Sam, are you proud?
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| Well Sam, are you proud?
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| And this is why
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| I’ve disliked the bald eagle
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| It’s an accurate representation
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| Of all this country’s evils
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| An arrogant bird
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| That flies above all in the sky
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| Then feeds off their bones
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| Long after they’ve died
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| So now you can understand
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| Why I’ve always felt animosity
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| When reminded of these times
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| Of childhood hostility
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| Did you really think
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| We wouldn’t grow bitter
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| When you force young students
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| To pray at flags
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| Made in China?
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| Are you proud?
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| I’ve spoken of communities
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| And changing for you and me
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| I’ve asked people to be
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| As strong as they can
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| And to lend a helping hand
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| To your fellow man
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| But I’m still rotting on the inside
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| And the outside all over,
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| With not enough makeup
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| That can even come close to cover
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| That our minds have been manipulated
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| By the five corporations
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| And then sucked into the vacuum
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| Of their occupation. |