Well I heard the news that, just the other day Now I feel there's, something I must say Well the darkness come(s) too often Time next year I'll build my coffin Made out of lead so X-rays cannot see Well we gotta be free Oh political men they burn their lives out talkin' We people of the earth just keep on walkin' Well we don't know what to say Only live our lives as slaves All we can do is race on to the grave Well we gotta get away Well they're much too old to, care about the future They're sewing up the past with shining sutures Well it's immortality they crave Days are done so now they're brave Life will live in books for fools and slaves Well we gotta get away

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