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Say it with spit, put to a groove
The chorus calls
We sing the govt blues
The narrative changes hues
Has regan's words no matter
Which pot you pull
cin't got a chance
Can't catch a clue
The script was written
Before we bothered to
It's out of touch a bit taboo
But our hands are caught
By the prophets and fools
Is this a social club or an uprising?
Well shit I don't know
We've had enough
Who's calling their bluff
Babylon's burnin' down tonight
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