We'll call you when you're six years old
To train your brain for eighteen years
And drag you to the factory
With promise of security
But then you're free
So you may die in Florida
And forty years you waste to chase the dollar sign
At the pleasant age of sixty nine The water's getting hard to drink
We've mangled up the country side
The air will choke you when you breathe
We're all committing suicide
But it's alright
And then divide her into parking lots
It's progress folks keep pushin' till your body rots
Will strip the earth of all it's green But there's nothing you and I can do
Forget about it for today
What's right and wrong is hard to say
You and I are only two
Just pretend that all is grand
We'll stick our heads into the sand
Then hope that everything turns out ok You're free to speak your mind my friend
As long as you agree with me
Don't criticize the father land
Or those who shape your destiny
You'll lose your job your mind and all the friends you knew
We'll send out all our boys in blue
'Cause if you do But there's nothing you and I can do
You and I are only two
They'll find a way to silence you
What's right and wrong is hard to say
Forget about it for today
We'll stick our heads into the sand
Just pretend that all is grand
Then hope that everything turns out ok.
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