Tonart: D minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Hands where my eyes can see them,
sorta like it's
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Woodstock, circa 1979,
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my people the vibe is peaceful
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Kinda see a yellow submarine color scheme,
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Lucy's in the sky with her dilated eyes,
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while the rockin' horse people eat marshmallow pies
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Not telling lies, neither the revolution
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or repentant apocalypse gets televised
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An d I'll be sitting in the press box,
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twittering status updates, current moves illegitimate
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I came to soften the hearts of the hardest hit,
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an archists and arsonists barking at the parsonage
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Kill with kindness, let them align, meek,
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learned, cheek turn, opposite is spineless
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But if I turn and you strike again,
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then me and you are stepping outside, my friend
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A true tale, the cool heads prevail
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But don't think I don't
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speak alpha male
I got a cure for the common cold
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Don't stop where the bombs are stoned
The cure for the cancer
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Ammo is not the answer
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I want less, less practical
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Less best friends buried at
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National
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Less, less dystopia,
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less bumper sticker religion and less mass opiates
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Less, post -Alexander
Driftstein attempts to treat
this like a game of whisk
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Less dictators, less invaders,
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less sensationalist haters and post -eugenical racism
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Less of my own opinions,
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less of my ego and cold intentions
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Less of my me first, less of my me jerk,
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reticent veteran to pessimism needs work
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And I'm never gonna settle for less
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Than the breath of
Jacob's
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No, I'm never gonna settle for less
Than
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Lucy in the sky with her fancy dress
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I got a cure for the common cold
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Don't stop when a bomb's a zone
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A cure for the cancer
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Ammo is not the answer
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I want that, hands where my eyes can see them I want that,
man, never mind the reasons
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We want answers, about a panther
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cue car cams and a camera
Everybody smile for the camera
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Kill for the common cold,
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it's the heart of gold
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Don't stop where the bombs are sold
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Care for the cancer, the gold standard,
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I got a cure for the common cold, it's a heart of gold,
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don't stop when the bomb's a zone
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Care for the cancer, the gold standard,
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