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Get Out of the Mud

Can't we all just get along? Those should
 be words of a song--one that can be sung 
day and night, when the moon is low 
and the sun is bright.

Can we look at each other as friends and 
try to bring war and hate to an end? 
Can't we see beyond today? And believe that
 tomorrow there will be a better way?

Can we reason among ourselves?
 Can't we look towards each other for
 our help? The days are long and nights 
are short, and still it doesn't take too 
long to talk.

Each of us has one life to live,
one love to have, one love to give.
The time comes when it's too late, 
because each one of us has an 
expiration date.

Like a container of milk sitting on the 
shelf, life is too short to be full of yourself.
Help your neighbors and your friends; when
 life is gone, your love will not end.

Tomorrow was made for today. Each day 
should lead to a more perfect way.  Somehow,
the human race has become like a stick in 
the mud. Let's lift ourselves up and get out
 of the crud.

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