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freedom ,,,

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we sit and ponder

We ride the up and down
In and out

We forget

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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

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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