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To Be Free

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A slave to the system

We ride down the track

Never to look back

We’re so damn busy

Raiding the rail

We forget to throw switch

But imagine for a moment

What good there could be

Imagine for a moment

To Be Free

We’re fighting for our lives

To live another day

Just work for the dream

But you know that

When you’re dreaming

You must be

Asleep

But imagine for a moment

What good there could be

Imagine for a moment

To Be Free

Yes we’re fighting for our lives

But living not a day

The dream a day away

But you know that

When you’re dreaming

You must be

Asleep

But imagine for a moment

What good there could be

Imagine for a moment

To Be Free

Imagine for a moment

To Be Free

Do Something

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Lyrics By Nicolas Jackson

Record and sell as you see fit

Do Something

People on the streets are so god damn old

Be prim and be proper do what you’re told

But the times are a changin

There’s new thoughts to behold

So do something do something

For god sakes do something

Get up off your ass and do what you’re told

The old thoughts are killing it all

Not a thought to think

Grow up

Get married

Get a job

Get old

Do something do something

For god sakes do something

Get up off your ass and do what you’re told

Trump or Clinton

It’s a choice so old

There’s just no thinking

Dogmatic they scold

Do something do something

For god sakes do something

Get up off your ass and do what you’re told

They always say there’s a future to behold

There’s nothing there

It’s death en masse

So tell them

Please tell them

Before we get old

I’m cold and I’m hungry

And it’s getting old

There’s no future

Is what I behold

So do something do something

For god sakes do something

Make it somehow matter

Before you get old

But they say

Do something do something

For god sakes do something

Get up off your ass and do what you’re told

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Let Me Out

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I’m abnormal maladaptive and all of that shit

I can honestly barely hold it in

Long night and days alone with a cat

Is this really where it’s all at?

I can’t plan to get out

There is no way

Debt collector make of sure

At the ass end of capitol with no gain

Social Security is a pain

My fate lies in bureaucracy hands

Until then there is no plan

My biggest fear is the repoman

Militant cops.

Yes they are next.

Carry me away.

Don’t give me pay.

Just lock me away

Society’s bane

I awfully good at that bachelor thing

Beg for money and all of that shit.

I want to learn more. I want to get out.

But the debt collector keeps me out

I am no good at the adult game

Life is just passing me by

But yet I still make my battle cry heard.

Damn it you can’t lock me out

The wars on the streets they battle and rage

But the bus won’t let out

Is this really the world that we’ve won?

Frankly I could do without.

Damn it let me out

 

Damn you god damn fuckers let me out!