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The Winning Side

Another bankrupt company
Gonna tell me what to give
Another A-lister in sanctimony
Gonna tell me how to live
We’re all agents of hypocrisy,
But this, I can’t forgive

How long will we be drowning men,
Trying to swim with the tide?
How long do we remain by the fence,
Cheering for the winning side?

Another wife-beater spouts to me
On the value of the home
Another forest wrangler shouts at me
While stripping the earth to the bone
I know that it’s finally down to me
To choose what views to own or disown

How long will we be drowning men,
Trying to swim with the tide?
How long do we remain by the fence,
Cheering only for the winning side?

And it’s, Two, four, six, eight!
When do we capitulate
Two, four, six, eight!
When do we capitulate

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