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Won't need no shadow man Runnin' the government Won't need no stinkin' WAR Won't need no haircut Won't need no shoe shine After the garden is gone After the garden is gone After the garden is gone What will people do? After the garden is gone What will people say? After the garden Won't need no strong man Walkin' through the night To live a weak man's day Won't need no sunshine Won't need no purple haze After the garden is gone After the garden is gone After the garden is gone Where will people go? After the garden is gone What will people know? After the garden After the garden is gone After the garden is gone (We live in the garden of Eden, yeah Don't know why we wanna tear the whole thing to the ground We live in the garden of Eden, yeah Don't know why we wanna tear the whole thing down And we've got to get ourselves Back to the garden) |
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| 5:08 |
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I'm living with war everyday
I'm living with war in my heart everyday I'm living with war right now And when the dawn breaks I see my fellow man And on the flat-screen we kill and we're killed again And when the night falls, I pray for peace Try to remember peace (visualize) I join the multitudes I raise my hand in peace I never bow to the laws of the thought police I take a holy vow To never kill again To never kill again I'm living with war in my heart I'm living with war in my heart in my mind I'm living with war right now Don't take no tidal wave Don't take no mass grave Don't take no smokin' gun To show how the west was won But when the curtain falls, I pray for peace Try to remember peace (visualize) In the crowded streets In the big hotels In the mosques and the doors of the old museum I take a holy vow To never kill again Try to remember peace The rocket's red glare Bombs bursting in air Give proof through the night, That our flag is still there I'm living with war everyday I'm living with war in my heart everyday I'm living with wat right now |
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| 4:56 |
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Back in the days of shock and awe
We came to liberate them all History was the cruel judge of overconfidence Back in the days of shock and awe Back in the days of "mission accomplished" Our chief was landing on the deck The sun was setting on a golden photo op Back in the days of "mission accomplished" Thousands of bodies in the ground Brought home in boxes to a trumpet's sound No one sees them coming home that way Thousands buried in the ground Thousands of children scarred for life Millions of tears for a soldier's wife Both sides are losing now Heaven takes them in Thousands of children scarred for life We had a chance to change our mind But somehow wisdom was hard to find We went with what we knew and now we can't go back But we had a chance to change our mind. |
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| 2:31 |
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When you try to bring our spirit home
Won't you celebrate our lives In a way that's right for our children And families When you write your songs about us Won't you try to do us justice Because we want to be just like you And your families I see a light ahead There's a chill wind blowin' in my head I wish that I was home instead With my family There's a universe between us now But I want to reach our and tell you how Much you mean to me And my family I'm goin' back to the USA I just got my ticket today I can't wait to see you again In the USA. |
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Today's the day our younger son
Is going off to war Fightin' in the age old battle We've sometimes won before Flags that line old main street Are blowin' in the wind These must be the flags of freedom flyin' Church bells are ringin' As the families stand and wave Some of them are cryin' But the soldiers look so brave Lookin' straight ahead Like they know just where they're goin' Past the flags of freedom flyin' Sister has her headphones on She hears the music blasting She sees her brother marchin' by Their bond is everlasting Listening to Bob Dylan singin' in 1963 Watching the flags of freedom flyin' She sees the president speakin' On a Flat-screen TV In the window of the old appliance store She turns to see her brother again But he's already walkin' past The flags of freedom flyin' Have you seen the flags of freedom? What color are they now? Do you think that you believe in yours More than they do theirs somehow? When you see the flags of freedom flyin' Today's the day our younger son Is goin' off to war Fightin' in the age old battle We've sometimes won before Flags that line old main street Are blowin' in the wind These must be the flags of freedom flyin' |
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| 4:29 |
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Let's impeach the President for lying
And misleading our country into war Abusing all the power that we gave him And shipping all our money out the door Who's the man who hired all the criminals The White House shadows who hide behind closed doors They bend the facts to fit with their new stories Of why we have to send our men to war Let's impeach the President for spying On citizens inside their own homes Breaking every law in the country By tapping our computers and telephones What if Al Qaeda blew up the levees Would New Orleans have been safer that way Sheltered by our government's protection Or was someone just not home that day? Flip - Flop Flip - Flop Flip - Flop Flip - Flop Let's impeach the president for hijacking Our religion and using it to get elected Dividing our country into colors And still leaving black people neglected Thank god he's cracking down on steroids Since he sold his old baseball team There's lots of people looking at big trouble But of course our president is clean. Thank God |
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| 4:02 |
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| 4:25 |
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Trippin' down that old Hippie Highway
Got to thinkin' 'bout you again Wonderin' how it really was for you And how it happened in the end But I guess I'll never know the truth If you were really all alone We were just a couple of kids then Livin' each and every day When we both went down to register We were laughin' all the way That's when we named it Hippie Highway I still call it that today Roger and out good buddy I still call it that today Two camaros racin' down the road Feels just like yesterday Roger and out good buddy I feel you in the air today I know you gave for your country I feel you in the air today Roger and out good buddy |
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| 2:57 |
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O beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain! America! America! God shed his grace on thee And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea! |
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