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Dumfux
02:28
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All you dumb motherfuckers stand in line
You've got a home as long as I've got mine
For as long as we've been walking this soil
It never smelled too fresh but now it's starting to spoil
You scream about freedom and liberty
But you want a strong man to tell you what to believe
You like having masters, you love being owned
You like to hear "good boy" while you chew on your bone
You scream about freedom and liberty
But you all fall in line and do the same routines
You lick the boots, you're a crying disgrace
You wouldn't know freedom if it came on your face
Jesus must have come to you late one night
And told you, "retail therapy is a human right"
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Spring Has Sprung
03:10
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Take a look outside your front door
Spring has sprung, it's not winter anymore
Roses in the breeze, blue jays in the trees
Citizens on their knees breathing disease
Hear the helicopter fly overhead
See the man on the ground crushed til he's dead
Spring has sprung
The air is perfumed with the smell of tear gas
Hope you remembered to bring your mask
The kids are out of school, they're playing downstairs
Dad's out of a job, he's on his phone in his chair
Mom's downtown taking a rubber bullet to the eye
Grandma's in a ventilator praying to die
Spring has sprung
There's a new flag with a blue line on top of the pole
Flying over the black bodies as they grow cold
Flying like the flash grenades coming your way
Light 'em up, stand down, get inside, do what they say
Relax in your backyard and retweet a tweet
How you think it's just a shame what's going on in the streets
Spring has sprung
Spring has sprung, it sprang at the point of a gun
I think this summer is gonna be a hot one
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Hundreds of Years
02:42
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We don't live hundreds of years ago
Sometime down the line, but not now we don't
No one's ever won a foot race
Hands in their pockets, standing still in one place
We've been standing for
Hundreds of years
The rules that were born hundreds of years ago
Can they take us all the way? No, they won't
Summer's coming, spring has sprung
This is no epilogue, we've only just begun
Been beginning for
Hundreds of years
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It's supposed to rain today
I heard the forecast say
I'm not sure what time
It's just what I read online
I had big plans today
To completely change my ways
And to overhaul our society
Damn, I guess I'll wait til it's not rainy
It's supposed to clear up tomorrow
Maybe we'll see a rainbow
Warm enough for short sleeves
If the forecast can be believed
I hope we have time tomorrow
To destroy all injustice and sorrow
Could be fun unless we get too cold
And if we do, it's just back to the same old, same old
The sun may never shine
The sun may never shine
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Dan Daniels Portland, Oregon
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