We have got to get out from here
Out of the state of fear,
We have to take hold of love
We have got to get out of here,
For all that we cherish as dear
We’ve got to find a new home,
For they want to hold us near
Control us that much is clear,
And dictate the way we live life
But I won’t bow down to them
I won’t be one of their yes men,
Because my life is mine to live
And I won’t let them steal it,
So we must get right out of here.
fauxcroft 
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