F#m - X-10-12-12-11-10

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40 million refugees
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with no place on this earth to call their home
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one for every aimless graduate
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with nothing else to show for it but loans
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And those of us who make a mark
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use someone else's blood
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Our western stain won't wash away
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won't vanish in the flood
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It goes deeper through each hurricane
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and tidal wave and war
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We want everything we see
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and once it's gone we just want more
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Atlas had those shoulders
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We've got Ambien and Jamesons and blow
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to bind us in a bubble
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keep the newsprint nightmare distant and remote
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But when we wake in guillotines 
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And pitch our screaming fits
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When the governors strikes up the band 
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And gags our parted lips
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When the worst case shows up dressed and dazzling, 
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Ready for the ball
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Boy, that bubbles bound to burst, 

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And what a tragic way to fall
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The tabloids tell us hate the rat that 
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Strikes those subways closed and puts you out
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Forgot those 50 hour tunnel weeks inhaling 
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Steel dust poison through his mouth
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Well if he don’t deserve a pension that 
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Makes his family feel secure
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If we're now so disconnected
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it's our reflections we ignore
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And if our constant choices
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skim and pass the writing on the wall
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Then, I'm sad to say we're lost
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and I'm embarrassed for us all