Woke up this morning, wondered what planet I was on
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On the cover of a Rolling Stone was another dumb young blonde
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While the icons of our day all slowly fade away
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Paving way for a new crop of garbage clones with nothing new to say
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And if you want to shout about the madness of these days
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Throw your fists into the air, turn off your TV and sing this song with me
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This is our generation's call to make a stand - a declaration
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Come together, rise up all young women and young men - our generation
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Nothing new on the evening news, more fear and anxiety
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Another war, another sick, sick sign of our corrupt society
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How many soldiers march and die under the blanket of democracy
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While the rich mans sons conveniently go to Ivy League University
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You can't just stand by friend and do nothing cause
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Your chance to act has come, rise up and make the difference
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Declaration
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Street Dogs |