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freedom ,,,
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we sit and ponder
We ride the up and down
In and out
We forget
//
ain't much to talk about
While riding the
Merry - go - Round
/:/
Up and down
In and out
//
Like little bunny rabbits in a maze
/"/
Sure
Why not ?
The world is dead anyhow
)(
the cold heart
The emptiness
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We would get real if you gave us money
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Up and down
In and out
/::
Little bunny rabbits in a maze
//
The dawn fades
The negroes they
Go back downtown