Town’s real nice, they love the city
Underground, their miners pity
No one talks, they want to leave
It outweighs the problems none can see
Loud brains screaming crimes in our heads
We’re just not there
Schizophrenic, sick autistic
We’re just not there
Making problems, screwed and hemmed up
Generation ploys sicken pups
Uniforms weaken and flee
It sprouts new plants in the menagerie
Black boy seeking revelations
Nothing’s right here
White boy seeking validations
Nothing’s right here
Breaking through into the secret place
Cop cars swerving at the slowest pace
Freaks of nature climb the hill
Pushed into heaven in a fistful of pills
Best friends that you’ve all forgot again
It’s all right here
If you ever need a sense of accomplishment, it’s all right here
Carnivals, balloons and cotton candy
Make the rules and everything dandy
Indirect, direct collectives
Birthday parties are now all selective
Johnny Doe says today’s the day we stand up
Our world’s right here
But not unless this leaves our consciousness
Look over there
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La la la loud and wordy
Stop it buddy you cannot hear me
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Stop it buddy you cannot hear me
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La la la la loud and wordy
Stop it buddy you cannot hear me
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La la la busy talking
La la la oh can’t you go
La la la no no no no
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