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protest protest, got to get my protestlittle piggy dies and the poor little cows in the housespacked in everybody's starvin'everybody's dyin' but nobody is wonderingbig shot, cheap shot, everybody's got a shotnobody has got a lot 'cept the ones who say they've notso what, guess what, i got a dreami got a message and i know what it meansi can only hear myself singto hear my own voices going around and round and round and roundwhere all of us try to becomeonly here to hear myself singdo you hear your own voices going around and round and round and roundwhere all of us fall into oneforever changing timefriction, faction, got a gut reactiongotta pick a side, what side are you on?don't you know, i'm guiltyhypocrite, crueltyi could be a man that cries and cries and cries and trieswhen i see the blood and the painand the pain and the innocent, the shame, oh the shame, ohbut so what, guess what? i've got a dreamit doesn't matter 'cause i know what it meansfor every time you think of meforever changing time Aus Songtexte Mania