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Mother Earth Is A Vicious Crowd
Pollution, cain, and miseryOceans of golden mystery
Armies boisterous and armies loud
Portraits of a vicious crowd
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Talk to me, talk to me now
Hey man, you're all that i have
.
Me, myself, myself and i
Were born to work and born the die
I have chosen my anthems
Of these i am proud
Portraits of a divided crowd
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Talk to me, talk to me now
