Viva la Rebellion
I don’t know
What you got on me
Better not stop
when you swing on me
I can hold
My own
Like it’s going outta style
Better think twice
When you pick on me
You should gooooo
I really won’t stop
You should leave
Best bet
Bar is set, oh oh oh
And you ain’t all that
Like I beeeeeee
Head Mack
Look at all the birds
Every shape, color, size
Scratching at the surface
Pecking at the lies
Adorning the walls with excrement
Every day is a holiday
Every day is the same old story
The plot thickens
But none will sway
Where have all the flowers gone?
Where are all the vines?
Where are all the pretty birds?
Where are all the signs?
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