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Come grab your guitar we'll sings some songs like they did back in ''66 words found over a bottle of rye 'bout how the times are a changing look around and you will see its time to set ourselves free your government is in control while your tied to the progress wheel round and round and round  it goes where it all stops only freedom knows so come on strum those frenetic chords let the words flow from your heart grab your life back from the tyrant's hand rise from this sleep and make a stand.
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Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 12:23 PM UTC
Strum a song
Come grab your guitar we'll sings some songs like they did back in ''66 words found over a bottle of rye 'bout how the times are a changing look around and you will see its time to set ourselves free your government is in control while your tied to the progress wheel round and round and round  it goes where it all stops only freedom knows so come on strum those frenetic chords let the words flow from your heart grab your life back from the tyrant's hand rise from this sleep and make a stand.
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Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 12:23 PM UTC
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