March
Saturday 1 March 2008 photo 1/2
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I was walking through the city Passed a phoneshop and a homeless man was lying there Looked almost dead and no one seemed to bother I ran into a rock and roll band Two or three of them maybe four This one punk just nineteen years old He gave me his persuasion He stared at me with his one black eye Looked down at me like I didn't have a life And he was right. Least not the kind of like he'd been parading Same sex union (ooh!) change the Constitution You can carry a gun but you better not fall in love with someone The President who fucked the world for every future boy and girl Is golfing in Aruba with a suntan and scuba The tracks got nod-age Move my bod-age The tracks got nod-age They got those bombs up in the planes They got those bombs up in the trains They got those bombs up in my face Dont want to talk about it!
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