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we must talk in every telephone, get eaten off the web we must rip out all the epilogues from the books that we have read and in the face of every criminal strapped firmly to a chair we must stare, we must stare, we must stare we must take all of the medicines too expensive now to sell set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell and in the ear of every anarchist who sleeps but doesn't dream we must sing, we must sing, we must sing while my mother waters plants, my father loads his gun he says death will give us back to god just like setting sun is returned to the lonesome ocean we're gonna blend into the choir, singing static with old you must memorize my numbers and deny we have a soul and in endless race from property and privilege to be won we must run, we must run, we must run we must hang up in the belfry where the bats in moonlight laugh me must stare into a crystal ball and only see the past and in the caverns of tomorrow with only our flashlights and our love we must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge and then we'll get down there...you know way down to the very bottom of everything and we'll sing oh my god Songtexte all my morning is coming fast the whole world is waking up with the city buses swimming past I'm happy just because I've found out I am really no one Aus Songtexte Mania