In france a skinny man
Died of a big disease with a little name.
By chance his girlfriend came across a needle
And soon she did the same.
At home there are seventeen-year-old boys
And their idea of fun
Is being in a gang called the disciples
High on crack, totin’ a machine gun.
Time, time
Hurricane Annie ripped the ceiling of a church
And killed everyone inside.
Turn on the telly and every other story
Is tellin’ you somebody died.
Sister killed her baby cuz she couldn't afford to feed it
And we’re sending people to the moon.
In September my cousin tried reefer for the very first time
Now he’s doing horse, it’s June.
Times, times
It’s silly, no?
When a rocket ship explodes
And everybody still wants to fly?
Some say a man ain’t happy
Unless a man truly dies.
Oh why?
Oh why?
Baby makes a speech, star wars fly
Neighbors just shine it on.
But if a night falls and a bomb falls
Will anybody see the dawn?
Time, times
It’s silly, no?
When a rocket ship explodes
And everybody still wants to fly?
Some say a man ain’t happy, truly
Until a man truly dies.
Oh why, oh why?
sign o the times
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Impotentes defendere libertatem non possunt.
"Repetition does not transform a lie into a truth."
~Franklin D. Roosevelt
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