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Fugazi

the terminally insane, insane Do-do-do you realize Do-do-do you realize Do-do-do you realize This world is totally fugazi Where are the prophets, where

I am a patient boy I wait, I wait, I wait, I wait My time is like water down a drain Everybody's moving, Everybody's moving, Everybody's moving, moving

a name I recognise that name It was at the center of some ticker tape parade The lead story, A fine example A name, a name A name I recognise that

Autonomy is a world of difference They're creeping round but they know they can't come in Back from the front with observation it's still there Across

Ahistorical - you think this shit just dropped right out of the sky My analysis: it's time to harvest the crust from your eyes To surge and refine,

Anytime but now Anywhere but here Anyone but me I've got to think about my own life We are consumed by society We are obsessed with variety We are

on the morning of the first eviction they carried out the wishes of the landlord and his son furniture's out on the sidewalk next to the family that

Lights out for the cynical sharps For their wide-eyed foils and all attendant props Supporters of flash and pan-fried fucks Who grease like cops throwing

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