For the sake of the republic that we're all living in, For the fate of the public and our future's kin, For our place in politics in the global zen, I, this Republican't win. So stop me.
My brain is burning, yearning for learning. But these talking heads keep talking at me. So, turn it off.
Turn it off.
We're all doing the best we can with what we got. Even if what we got ain't enough sometimes.
I must wait until it's my turn to see you again. I must wait until it's my turn to kiss you.
It's another bout. It's another bout. Don't know what it's about. But it's all out fucking with me.
I'm so down and beat from beating down and pounding on this pace. I let myself down again today.
Buy everything! It don't matter if you really need it. It don't matter if you're feeling greedy. Charge it, consume it, repeat it. What you want is what you need.
I'll make my own opinions and I'll live by my ways. I'll make my own decisions and I'll mean the words I say.
Before you shut the gate on them, look around at who you're leaving in, and ask yourself honestly where do you think you fit in. Do you call yourself a citizen?
When we twist our heads around, you know we'll feel much better. When your world comes crashing down, you gotta push it up, push it out, push it down.
Can we be friends again? Can we make amends? Can time tend to wounds so we don't have to mend them?
If y'all wanna start this and your conscience is spotless: cast the first stone, bring it on, bring it home.
Tonight's the night when we might just lose it. It's like the night when we heard new music.
When I feel free is when i can see that i don't have all i want, but i have everything i need.
I've got to force myself to stop and look around to what I got, and keep saying what I need to say.
I thought we thought the same, I thought we agreed to be on the same page, But now the page is turning and I'm learning to count our numbered days.
So go ahead and tell me: how you're doing with all these thoughts that are swirling round your head.