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The times are changing again, We still criticize what we can’t understand. We cannot break out, And we won’t let them in. Hate is thicker than darkness, Its the strongest of sin. And your flag decal, Still won’t get you in. If nobody listens, Then nobody wins. . The more that things changed, The more they stayed the same. Just paint on a new face mask, Keep playing your game. File for a new slogan, And hope for a change. But wishful thinking and pennies, Are all that you bring. You can’t buy very much, With that kind of change. So cry for the widow, As she slips off her ring. . So bye bye American pride, I don’t remember the day or if I even cried. Your emperor’s naked, And the tailors all lied. Then in November, You pretend to decide. Yet the hate in men’s hearts never seems to subside. . We looked away, And our leaders were gone. The puppets replaced them, Yet still sang the same song. Could it be could it be, We’ve been fooled all along? Has anybody seen our old friend Martin? Can you tell me where he’s gone? I grieve for my nation, Is it our dusk, or our dawn?
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