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Dillinger Four Situationist Comedy

Never been safe to live in contrast They're passing out muzzles With the gas masks This one's for you and all you've done And what we will become When

Watch them laugh unashamed When they fear your rights away They're counting on your silence Broken down by weight Of the climate they create Psychological

She's got a little book She thinks it tells the truth Easy answers so simple she can't refuse It's disengenous, just like the smile on her face Somewhere

"Know your place" It's like a voice That won't go away Live vices we hold to tradition Like children not allowed to across the street Starving for some

You like to stand on the other side Point and laugh so self-satisfied Lines drawn so plain and clear to you So plain and clear they distort your view

It's like picking up the pieces is a daily chore Thinking of your time card forms a habit Watching rick folks on T.V.'s like picking a sore Fuck it all

They called it faith They called it fair They called it resolution I call it shit when we were alone They simply paid no mind You'd suffered such a crime