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a bucket load of ANGER in this song: The air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat We sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us That today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes As if thats the way its supposed to be We know things are bad, worse than bad Theyre crazy, its like everything everywhere is going crazy So we dont go out anymore We sit in the house And slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller And all we say is: Please, at least leave us alone in our living rooms Let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel-belted radials And I wont say anything, just leave us alone Well, Im not gonna leave you alone I want you to get mad I dont want you to protest, I dont want you to riot I dont want you to write to your congressman Because I wouldnt know what to tell you to write I dont know what to do about the depression and the inflation And the Russians and the crime in the street All I know is that first youve got to get mad Youve got to say, Im a human being God damn it My life has value
Posted on: Sun, 09 Nov 2014 14:04:23 +0000

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