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You poisoned my sweet water.
You cut down my green trees. The food you fed my children Was the cause of their disease. My world is slowly fallin' down And the airs not good to breathe. And those of us who care enough, We have to do something....... Oh.......oh What you gonna do about me? Oh.......oh What you gonna do about me? Your newspapers, They just put you on. They never tell you The whole story. They just put your Young ideas down. I was wonderin' could this be the end Of your pride and glory? Oh...oh What you gonna do about me? Oh...oh What you gonna do about me? I work in your factory. I study in your schools. I fill your penitentiaries. And your military too! And I feel the future trembling, As the word is passed around. "If you stand up for what you do believe, Be prepared to be shot down." Oh...oh What you gonna do about me? Oh...oh What you gonna do about me? And I feel like a stranger In the land where I was born And I live like an outlaw. An' I'm always on the run An Im always getting busted And I got to take a stand I believe the revolution Must be mighty close at hand Oh...oh What you gonna do about me? Oh...oh What you gonna do about me? I smoke marijuana But I cant get behind your wars. And most of what I do believe Is against most of your laws I'm a fugitive from injustice But I'm goin' to be free. Cause your rules and regulations They dont do the thing for me Oh....oh What you gonna do about me? Oh....oh What you gonna do about me? And I feel like a stranger In the land where I was born And I live just like an outlaw. An' I'm always on the run. Oh....oh What you gonna do about me? |
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Here it is, another afternoon
And I'm feeling stranger than I did the day before I could be wrong But is the sky falling Or is it all in my mind Someone said tomorrow was too late And I know that yesterday will never wait for you Fly in the wind Higher than then Or is it all in my mind If I could only tell you how I feel Suddenly it seems to me that everything's quite real Dying's no sin I'm born again Or is this all in my mind Dying's no sin I'll be born again Or is it all in my mind |
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