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  • Clay faced, meat boots, early morning.
  • Big man, big gun, calling card.
  • Jingle, jangle, marching music.
  • Siren, slogan, funeral song.
  • Talking, talking, talking out
  • Foul mouthed, temper tantrum,
  • Foolish little boy making things out of words.
  • Hiding stars with makeup.
  • The future will expose us.
  • I’m turning myself in.
  • I’m turning myself in.
  • Once upon a time
  • You fell down a hole.
  • Got tricked into thinking
  • That you’re made out of gold.
  • You’re looking for answers, well look to nature.
  • Chimps eat each other, yeah chimps eat each other.
  • Hey you feudal, high rolling conquistador,
  • Get out of yourself, get out of yourself.
  • Hey you worry wart, technocratic isolate,
  • Get out of yourself, get out of yourself.
  • Hey you careless garbage inventor,
  • Get out of yourself, get out of yourself.
  • Hey you blue man, badge in hand stressor.
  • Get out of yourself, get out of yourself.

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