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It was back in community college, it must have been a writing class,
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and he said something about how we need the cops to protect us. And I snapped.
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"Protect us," like the night when you got kidnapped by the pigs.
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They tore up the house on their way out, so when Scott got home he'd worry you got taken by somebody worse.
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I played the show that night, although my blood was fire in my mouth,
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until he walked into the room--still free, at least for now.
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And we were young once, and sang songs about not giving a fuck,
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acting like we had some guts. Well, how about now?
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It was at a show someplace. Really, it could have been almost anywhere.
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Someone kept yelling to stop playing politics, because no one care's.
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And it's a game, like the time the U.S. marshals came for you before the sun was up.
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Guns drawn for breakfast. "Open up this door before we kick it down."
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And we were young once, and sang songs about not giving a fuck,
C G F
acting like we had some guts. Well, how about now?
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And we were young once, and sang songs about not giving a fuck,
C G F
acting like we had some guts. Well, how about now? How about now? How about now?
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