| Where do you go where do you go for external forces
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| Your body wakes but never waits to restore resources
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| Do you believe in what you do or is it just for money
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| So if the world all does the same no wonder things are funny
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| Just when you thought that you were building on a rock
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| You find you’ve dug yourself a hole
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| And you’ll be facing such a futuristic shock
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| When ground control slips away from you
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| Ground control slips away
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| How can you face the future
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| Do you create and generate to build a land of plenty
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| Or do you misappropriate until the world is empty
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| Do you despise and criticise with no absolution
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| Or do you stop to analyse to find a new solution
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| Just when you thought that you were building on a rock
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| You find you’ve dug yourself a hole
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| And you’ll be facing such a futuristic shock
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| When ground control slips away from you
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| Ground control slips away
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| They’re cutting up the world we know
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| For reasons they’re ashamed to show
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| And all we love will have to go
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| They’re storming us without a war
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| Extending force until we fall
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| While we lie back and take it all
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| And everything our fathers made
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| And everything they fought to save
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| Is trampled under this parade
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| And nothing’s going to stop them now
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| Their policy will know no bounds
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| As soon as they control the ground
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| Under the flag of liberty you’ll find corruption lurking
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| It’s our responsibility to keep the system working
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| Just when you thought that you were building on a rock
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| You find you’ve dug yourself a hole
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| And you’ll be facing such a futuristic shock
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| When ground control slips away from you
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| Ground control slips away |