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Текст: SR-71. Politically Correct.

well, i don't mean to piss you off with things i might say So when i try to shut my mouth they come out anyway So when i speak my mind, that's when we connect Yea, but that's not politically correct Your heads so filled with thought, you can't use your imagination Like a sky so filled with stars, you can't find a constellation And everyone's so sensitive to every bad vibration We're so impressing while we're regressing And, i don't mean to piss you off with things i might say And when i try to shut my mouth they come out anyway. There's nothing i believe in more than my own insignificance So why does everybody think that my words can make a difference I just don't have time to think up every social consequence Just keep on talking you keep applauding And i don't mean to piss you off with things i might say But when i try to shut my mouth they come out anyway And if you spoke your mind you might feel more connected Until you stand politically corrected You lean a little to the left or the right but You can only see who's on your side. Look a little like a deer in the headlights A little blind a little hypnotized. So you conform with the best of intention Change comes from inside. And after all that's what this country was founded on Do nothing different just fall in line. Tell me what happened to make us so afraid You couldn't make a mel brooks movie today I saw blazing saddles yesterday I don't mean to piss you off with things i might say And when i try to shut my mouth, come out anyway. And i don't mean to piss you off with things i might say And when i try to shut my mouth they come out anyway.