We used to have trials For crimes against the mind Don't contradict yourself Not today Quickly fetch the lawyer You have long to live Words without wrinkles Will hurt the most Get your story straight I've heard those sayings "quickly fetch the lawyer, You've nothing left to give" Go to the window Make love to the wind Concentrate and listen This is the end A tearfilled eye Raised to the sky You want us all to notice We got no choice Listen, can you hear me? You're goin home Your government receptors Are shot to hell Your thoughts are spongy You don't seem well Listen, can you hear me? You're goin home Go to the window Make love to the wind Concentrate and listen This is the end (x2) *whistles*
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