| They got a funny way of blaming us for everything
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| Making us feel like we ain’t no good
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| They’re not the perfect sons
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| Maybe we’re the only ones
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| To give it to 'em like somebody should
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| And I can see
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| Darkness all around me
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| Creeping and confounding me
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| They believe
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| We’ll thank 'em when it’s over
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| Somebody should of told them they’re to blame
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| Now
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| We gotta take it away
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| We only needed to know
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| Who are the ones in control?
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| Is it the church or the state?
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| Individuality
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| That’s coupled with equality
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| Makes a perfect unity for all
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| The one and only thing
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| Keeping us on second string
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| Is knowing, how divided, we can fall
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| If I can see the darkness getting closer
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| I know you see it too
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| If you believe
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| We’ll thank 'em when it’s over
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| Maybe you’re a fool
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| Now
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| We gotta take it away
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| We only needed to know
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| Who are the ones in control?
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| Is it the church or the state?
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| And now
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| We gotta take it away
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| We gotta take back control
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| You know you reap what you sow
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| Just like the church and the state
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| The ants go marching one by one (Hurrah! Hurrah!)
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| And everyone has got a gun (Hurrah! Hurrah!)
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| The ants go marching two by two (Hurrah! Hurrah!)
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| But no one has a fucking clue (Hurrah! Hurrah!)
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| The ants go marching three by three (Hurrah! Hurrah!)
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| They’ll run away, they’ll kill the queen (Hurrah! Hurrah!)
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| The ants go marching four by four
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| They’re breaking down the castle door
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| But don’t know what they’re fighting for (Hurrah! Hurrah!)
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| Now
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| We gotta take it away
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| We only needed to know
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| Who are the ones in control?
|
| Is it the church or the state?
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| And now
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| We gotta take it away
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| We gotta take back control
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| You know you reap what you sow
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| Just like the church and the state |