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At the dawn of man they fell out of the trees. Down on the ground theycrawled on their knees. Hair on their bodies, no clothes on their backs.
Men stood up to begin the attack.
Progress was made and Rome was begun. Fed the Christians to thelions just for fun. It burned to the ground while they fiddled around anddown toppled towers that towered downtown.
Now there's skyscrapers three mile high. Skyscrapers to the sky andpeople ask why? And you toot toots in three piece suits. And boomingbombs to blow our bleeding brains to bits to boot.
Wake up and face the facts. There is no turning back. The sands of timejust grind along. They slip through our fingers like ideas for songs.
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