2003-06-13 - 10:17 a.m.
Chorus:
let's kick this bitch of tyranny
we can all get rich regulation free
as we rise to the beat unselfishly
and despise the conceit of beauracracy
.
underground -- hear the sound
it's the talk of the town
it's the land of the freak
and we're all still around
if you can hear me speak
there's a call that I've found
but it's not for the weak
this art of taking it down
I don't know about y'all
but I really liked the mall
too bad aliens came and confiscated them all
what a concept!
just like the rise and the fall
what you ain't gone yet?
or just declining the call
of civilizations before us
all the nations implore us
come buy and see us you tourists,
there's no diseases so whore us
strip mine and yours or you'll bore us
live in the past, just ignore us,
this is the last cement forest
that your asphalt could pour us
bow your heads and pray for us
let's return to the chorus
.
after this we're returning
to the slashin' the burning
of the cash and the earnings
case dismissed, we're adjourning
what's that, miss? you're discerning?
not enough, now you're learning
it's a welfare worth spurning
as the world keeps on yearning
for the second returning
to the bridge now -- transferring
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