Aung San Suu Kyi on house arrest
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Another Bhutto assassination
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Could've stopped Sarajevo we must confess
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But we were planning our next invasion
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Where are the leaders of the atomic age?
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Is it just another working day?
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Said he was coming, he was on his way
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But he fell down the hole in the ocean
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Ay
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The levies are full
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But the river runs dry
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And the desert grows into the grassland
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And the space that separates us grows ever wide
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As the profiteer stokes the division
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Something's not right, something is wrong
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With the news at eleven that no one has told them
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If we don't come together it won't be long
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These are the wars that face the generation
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Ay
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It's a peculiar situation
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When the leaders of the wealthy nations
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Don't know all the damage they done
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It's so Bohemian
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Mother Hubbard cover the investigation
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But all they know is their retaliation
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So they appeal to the dog's thirst
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But he tips his hat and he says, no
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I don't need your world control
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And the opinion of the inner elite
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Oh don't you know
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That we are aching for a part in the chance worth taking
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Who's to say
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That we are destined just to fall at your feet
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I'm here today
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And so are we, the we the people of the earth rolling round
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It's a peculiar situation
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When the leaders of the wealthy nations
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Don't know all the damage they done
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It's so Bohemian
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Mother Hubbard cover the investigation
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But all they know is their retaliation
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So they go again to the dogs thirst
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But we will not work for your
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World control
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And the opinion of the inner elite
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Oh don't you know
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That we are aching for a part in the chance worth taking
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Who's to say
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That we are destined just to fall at your feet
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It's World Control
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So that it's rendered to we, the people of the earth rolling round
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Versailles. Way down. How long. Outlaw
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Bohemian Grove
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