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And the Hippy-dippy, Squeaky-clean - The tattoo'd-up And arrogantly mean; The never-know originality, Mere followers of others: Take comfort in crowds, Talking amongst their "brothers". Neither God-fearing, Nor Devil-may-carers - Just followers of fashions: The latest and greatest, Economically-driven Sheep to a register's beep! And when they die - As they must - To whom do they fall? And to whom do they trust?
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Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 4:13 PM UTC
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And the Hippy-dippy, Squeaky-clean - The tattoo'd-up And arrogantly mean; The never-know originality, Mere followers of others: Take comfort in crowds, Talking amongst their "brothers". Neither God-fearing, Nor Devil-may-carers - Just followers of fashions: The latest and greatest, Economically-driven Sheep to a register's beep! And when they die - As they must - To whom do they fall? And to whom do they trust?
7-8/3/2014 Enough is Enough, 1 of 9,(Night)
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Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 4:13 PM UTC
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