Moving forward friend
Using up old réchauffé
Typing in my memories
Dazzling me with your charm
Bewildering us asleep
Run roughshod over me
Kill enemies and allies
To get the things we seek

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You’ve got nerve
Trying to find
Do you know what you’re looking for?
Do you mind?

Get real my friend
Undo what was one
Freedom, yelled daily
Doing what the monks all say
We should let go
But you refuse to lose your way
The mourning son smiles
Really getting what needs done

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Bridge
Swigging from blackboards
Swimming with the fishiest
Spilling milk and crying over it
And good ol' Santa says you're the luckiest

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Old fool dogs and men
Drumming up foreign sounds
Old J.R. is going on again
Better shut him up
Not quite as strange
As it could seem
We are to continue dreaming
If we need to live…

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