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There's something boiling inside my brain.
What it is, I can't quite put my finger on.
We must have added something up wrong.
There's so much run amok
I feel like I'm stuck
In the future most of the time.
Man's inhumanity to man is no longer a rule
Now they call it a paradigm
Now they've beseiged Zion and doused it in gasoline.
And you can be sure they've got a box of matches.
And I'm pretty worried that pretty soon there won't be a Zion to go back to.
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Train Your Horses
03:05
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If you were Napoleon, I'd still be some stumbling Malloy.
If you had the strength to fight me, I'd still suit you with weaponry.
If you were the windy breaches on the reaches of some dark green king's command,
I'd be the fire that kept you warm and destroyed the lands.
Gild your warships with three tons of untendered steel.
Train your horses to buck at the first hint of feeling.
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Mexico City
03:10
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Going Back to the Earth
04:15
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(Unsung lyrics:)
Don't tell me about the future before it gets here
Don't tell me about today before I wake
For we know it's back to the earth for us
We know it's back to the earth for us and all.
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The Beauty Unutterable
03:47
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(Unintelligible)
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Anarquistas de España
04:07
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Well, I stole this song from someone long ago but not that far away.
And as I write these words I'm thinking of those long long long gone days.
Oh, the anarchists of Spain, O! Anarquistas de España,
We still need you. I'm sad that you're gone.
Oh, the anarchists of Spain, O! Anarquistas de España,
I salute you, but I don't know where these solidarities should be sent.
I can't help living in these dreams if everything around me is as it seems.
A war by any other name is still a war.
And a war is a war is still a war is still a war
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