| Illegitimi non carborundum.
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| If you cared, there’d be love in the air.
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| Pharmaceuti-government got your mind
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| And your thoughts.
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| Can you feel
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| Where’s your spine?
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| Evacuate now, cause
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| This storms out for blood.
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| Build a shelter for your kind,
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| And protect the ones you love.
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| It seems that
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| Everyday we’re fightin', and we’re
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| Causin’bolts of lightnin', like a Hot and cold collision in the sky.
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| You think your fellas, co-conspirators,
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| Got your back?
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| When the fear they dispatch
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| Comes from a diffident path.
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| What of then,
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| Opponent ready to pass?
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| When the clouds clear
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| We’ll be standing here.
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| Get down in your basement.
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| These sirens are loud.
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| Lock the doors and eat the key,
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| To elude the things you’d see.
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| Take notice,
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| Everybody’s frightened by the
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| Radically enlightened, and they
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| Say to jump.
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| Still, you reply How high?
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| Evacuate now, cause
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| This storm’s out for blood.
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| Build a shelter for your kind… |