--Intro--
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Your class, your caste, your country, sect, your name or your tribe
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There's people always dying trying to keep them alive
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There are bodies decomposing in containers tonight
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In an abandoned building where
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The squatters made a mural of a Mexican girl
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With 15 cans of spray paint in a chemical swirl
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She's standing in the ashes at the end of the world
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Four winds blowing through her hair
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But when great Satan's gone, the Whore of Babylon
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She just can't sustain, the pressure where it's placed
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She caves She caves...
--Interlude--
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The Bible's blind, the Torah's deaf, the Qu'ran is mute
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If you burned them all together you'd get close to the truth
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Still, they're pouring over sanskrit under ivy league moons
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While shadows lengthen in the sun
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Cast on a school of meditation built to soften the times
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And hold us at the center while the spiral unwinds
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It's knocking over fences, crossing property lines
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Four winds, cry until it comes
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And it's the Sum of Man, Slouching towards Bethlehem
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A heart just can't contain, All of that empty space
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It breaks, it breaks... It breaks!
--Interlude--
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Well I went back by rented Cadillac and company jet
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Like a newly orphaned refugee retracing my steps
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All the way to Cassadega to commune with the dead
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They said, "You'd better look alive"
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Now it's off to old Dakota where a genocide sleeps
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In the Black Hills, the Badlands, the calloused East
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I've buried my ballast, I made my peace
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Heard four winds leveling the pines
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But when great Satan's gone, The whore of Babylon
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She just can't remain, With all that outer space
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She breaks, she breaks, she caves, she caves
C (C) F (F)
She breaks You'd better look alive
--Outro--
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A# C D# D# (fade out)
