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The Free Association

The Free Association Has everyday reality got you down? Are you growing tired of that fast food clown, His plastic buddies that took over your town? Don't worry fella, you've got friends Here where the candles burn at both their ends; Come with us, and I think you'll agree There's much to be said for living free. When you find us at first it may seem odd Since so many here believe they're God Yet who can say, you silly Sod? Reflect, it's really no more strange Than pulling the night shift on a missile range. Go on a date with our Secretary, She's fun to look at when things get scary. Join the Free Association The creators of a brand new nation; We've got no laws, so you needn't worry - The sedatives are in, so what's your hurry? No bosses are breathing down our backs, No politicians, no income tax. Just lock the doors, in case we attack. This can really evolve into quite the life, Every man's your friend, every woman your wife It's even not so bad when you fade to black In the quiet room, with the shirt that ties in back. This kingdom's key is its imagination Closely linked with the fascination Of consuming fruits of mental masturbation. It's not too hard to get inside And once you're here it's a good place to hide From all those crazies running loose out there. This is how they keep us out of their hair. So join the Free Association! We're from your favorite constellation! We'll blow away your urban blues, Since when there's nothing left, There's nothing left to lose. Come and join us and be Free, Free, Free! And while you're at it, have a spot of tea.

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