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Can't taste holy water Can't find it in the well Been doing a lot of thinking Thinking about hell Thinking about the ozone Thinking about lead Thinking about the future And what to do then The words of Woody Guthrie ringing in my head Blame it on the system Those that came before Updated consciousness Knocking on doors Piecemeal solutions will only leave scars Bandages for nosebleeds In this city of artificial stars Aus Songtexte Mania