The number of missing people keeps growing and growing
The spirit of this land moans
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Let's apologize to the future that we all will never know
Where we all are brothers and sisters working to create a world totally free of woe
Where perversions and iniquities all are things of a caustic past
Where poverty is only a word to define a state that will never last
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We're living in HELL!
We can never win!
We're living in a purgatory
Surrounded by SIN
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Cracked windows and splintered floors
Rotting insulation pours thru the doors
In the distance sirens fill the air
Such a pity that there's no one to care
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So, we need to spend some money
Although we're damn near broke
Another grifting occasion
To empty out our poke
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When you know
Someone so bright
Tell them, not in fun
But light
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Victimized from the day we are born
From fable to fiction, all emotion was torn
Can you see
We are a tragedy
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Pez Heads
by Tig Alden
With the dumbing down of our children
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I couldn't believe this fact
But when I thought about it, I froze
There are those who think that a family can live for a month
on less than one single once of gold
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Fighting for us?
Fighting for us?
Explain to me please
How they are fighting for us
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