| I look at the moon so full and so bright
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| And then at the fireplace with it flickering light
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| And realised why this world would never be right
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| Then I through another lump on the fire
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| We be, uh huh
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| We be, hmm hmm
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| We be
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| Travelling down the highway of the enemy
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| We be
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| Joining the endless convoy of cultural hegemony
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| We be
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| Missing the forest for the trees 'cause
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| We can’t see the evils that men do on TV
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| In the movies, overseas and right here on our streets
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| We be
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| Opting for vain glory over humility
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| We need, we need to break the convoy line
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| Get the hell off the highway
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| Take the road less travelled
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| 'Cause that moral fiber you thought was so tightly woven
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| It’s unravelling, it’s unravelled
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| I hate to tell y’all, it’s unravelled
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| Why do you insist on keeping us caged
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| You know all that does intensified rage
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| The world know this is the time
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| And all power to the people
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| Power to the people
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| We be
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| Say, I’m standing on my soapbox again
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| Say, I’m one of those conscious artist
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| Talking that «change the world» shit again
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| Say, I might be just a bit too dramatic
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| Slash overzealous about what I see
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| As the human spirit’s dive into uncertainty
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| Say what you like, say what you like
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| 'Cause I’ll be all those things you say
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| All night and all day
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| Before I allow myself and soul
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| To wither away into, indistinctness
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| Live a half-life of blissfull ignorance
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| Never take another chance, another chance
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| Do the latest dance with the devil
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| And lose my dreams for all we could be
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| Lose my dreams for all we could be
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| We be
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| Why do you insist on keeping us caged
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| You know all that does intensified rage
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| The world know this is the time
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| And all power to the people
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| Power to the people
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| We be
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| Many, so many
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| Many, like the number of death threats
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| That now come used to get
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| We be
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| Many, oh so many
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| Many, like the multitude of souls lost in the wars of men
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| Over gold, over power, over die and hate
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| We be
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| Many, so so many
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| Many, like the lies of pell the truth
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| The coward lies of profits and power bungers
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| Told to a cryer faith
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| To steal land to oppressed people
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| We be, the oppressed peoples
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| We be
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| We be
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| Why can’t we be
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| More peaceful
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| Why can’t we be
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| Nicer to one another
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| Why can’t we be
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| We be
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| What we were meant to be
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| Love
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| Why do you insist on keeping us caged
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| You know all that does intensified rage
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| The world know this is the time
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| And all power to the people
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| Power to the people
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| We be
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| We be, uh huh, hmm, hmm |