I hate
this world for how it lives
and
in it, something's' gotta give
to
facebook, from utopia
utopia,
dystopia
we
keep growing
but
is it change?
depends
on how you rearrange
the
cards are lined up
it's
a game
Can
you play it fair?
where
are the rules?
where
are the guidelines?
get
your tools
oh,
reality
through
space and time
please
make it quick
and
make it rhyme
We
need a dollar
throw
a dime
And block
your ears now
take
the course
your
salads' from the hoof
of
a work horse
Yeah,
break the back
of
another shy
they
don't tell how and where
they
lie
you
cannot see it
not
unless
you
care enough
like
the Lorax said
But
we've been blind
deep
in the mind
like
a virus
yeah;
the man-made kind
So
sparkle sparkle
bling
bling bling
you
like to play
on
that Cha-ching!
So
give a dollar
waste
your time
you'll
have it
go
take back your dime!
‘cause
what's with the dime anyway?
when
your purse is full
and
shut per se
‘Less
we show them right
and
we show them good
or
am I misunderstood?
'til
the many many turn their heads
my
word is just as good is dead
In
the name of right
in
the name of plight
Let's
share our words
limit
no height
For
the honesty; we look within
and
outside in the garbage bin
that's'
where things end up anyway
once
worth something
they
had their day
So
what's more timeless, priceless and
part
of us
like
a music jam
Its'
loud and clear; it is the truth
and
let the oldies say "uncouth"
They
don't know any better , well
they're
living in a brainwashed hell
They
know it not
they'll
say it twice
they'll
look away
they'll
hold the dice
So
march on young soldiers
be
free
don't
be afraid
to
plant a tree
March
17th, 2012
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