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Keyboard countermelody after “You’ve got it made,” etc.
You’ve got it made
You’re a rabble rousin, smooth talkin son of a gun
Ya got some lemonade
It’s a bittersweet treat for your family
I never thought I’d see the day
You’d take a sip and I’d watch it drip down your gizzard
A beautiful charade
If I lost it then I’m slippin if I got it then I’m trippin
You’ve got it made
Yeah, you’re sitting in the corner, it wreaks of comic karma, but
It’s just a game
You got one hand on the controlla, the others on the border
It’s a very very lovely day
To set a fire by the bayou, lil baby’s in the pyre
Such a lonely day
When the ire stops burning, tell me what did you earn then?
I’m not gonna fuel a fire that‘s better off to quench
I’m not gonna offer you no plea
Cause I’d rather walk through hell than be one more live to squelch
Yeah, I’d rather die than feed your greed.
You’ve got it made
You’ve been sittin so pretty in your peculiar city
I’m still amazed
You got the audacity to chat with the masses,
But I never knew you anyway,
I never sat with no asses and I ain’t startin with ya bastards
Go about your day,
I’m not a match for your gasoline, I’m water rushing up the stream
I’m not gonna stand by and watch you burn the light away
I’m not gonna watch your smile flicker in the flame
I’m not gonna stand by and watch you burn the light away
I’m not gonna join you in your dance
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Mason Hodge - Monday
02:40
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who are you to say what lengths are too far?and who are you to say whose life matters or not?
will we see the day
where the disenfranchised
don’t have to fight for their lives
and will we see the day
where freedom rings and
400 years of oppression can stop
i know you’re exhausted from trying to live
and I know you’ve had taken from you more than you had to give
pull up your goggles and tighten your mask
protect those around you, run when you see gas
steal from the rich, and take to the streets
never let them forget, no justice, no peace
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You cannot undo
Mistakes that you have made
And so you make it through
A different way
Locked in this tower
We can decide
To climb our own hair
Skip the stairs
Who cares where we’re going
As long as we get there
You cannot undo
The stakes that you have raised
And so you make it through
A brand new phase
Yesterday seemed like a good day to change
But tomorrow will have to do
No ones coming to save the girl
No ones fighting to save the work
As long as we get there
As long we get there
Who cares?
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