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There's a pile in the closet, that's where I hid some yesterday.
Under the rug, that's where I swept some the other day.
The mess is drawing forces, outside I hear them say
'Just come out with your hands up, so we can blow you away'.
So I walk out the door, get blown wide open by the things I'd put away.
And I wasn't even warned - just blown wide open. Now the mess is where I lay.
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'Tis the final conflict,
Let each stand in his place.
The international soviet
Shall be the human race
'Tis the final conflict,
Let each stand in his place.
The international soviet
Shall be the human race
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They called it the playground of the world. There was no place like it. In the whole world! No place like Coniale, when I was a youngster. It was so fabulous, now it shrunk down to almost nothing, and I still remember in my mind how things used to be, and I feel really bad. But people from all over the world came here, from all over the world, it was a playground they called the playground of the world... Anyways, I even got lo- when I was very small, I even got lost in Coniale. But they found me.. on the... on the beach. And we used to sleep on the beach here! Sleep over-night! They uh, they don't do it anymore! Things changed, you see..
They don't sleep anymore on the beach.
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The car is on fire, and there's no driver at the wheel. And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides, and a dark wind blows. The government is corrupt, and we're on so many drugs with the radio on and the curtains drawn.
We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine, and the machine is bleeding to death. The sun has fallen down, and the billboards are all leering, and the flags are all dead at the top of their poles.
It went like this
The buildings tumbled in on themselves, mothers clutching their babies picked through the rubble, and pulled out their hair. The skyline was beautiful on fire, all twisted metal stretching upwards. Everything washed in a thin orange haze. I said 'kiss me; you're beautiful. these are truly our last days'. You grabbed my hand, and we fell into it - like a daydream, or a fever.
We woke up one morning, and fell a little further down. For sure, it's the valley of death. I open up my wallet, and it's full of blood
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