Am i a traitor to the cause?a cause of nauseation -for you?..you?..you?...you......yougave me all the answers -what we could do,what we would do,what we should do,and must,just..i was always busy,always mindless,always dizzy,always just confused,by everything,so i'd just stand and sing,that theworld is getting better,the world is getting better,the world is getting better,and it's problems have all gone away.
Tell me your solutions,i beg your absolutionyou can help me,i can help you,add two and twoand two and two and you can keep the street,just give me a beating;i have no choice,i have no money and no voice,and theworld is getting better,the world is getting better,and,when the revolution comes - who'll be the number one?I never wanted muchnow i sit here,in my hutchand just wait,for them to come;i never wanted muchnow i sit here,in my hutchand just wait for them to come,to come,and take me,take me,take me,take me away,away.
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