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We took the p out of paradise |
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just to produce this hell |
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And all we're going to leave behind |
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is this decaying putrid smell |
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We've lived in this world |
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seen her used and abused |
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That's why god is singing the blues |
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They felled a great oak over there |
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they filled a duck pond over here |
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We've got a glass and concrete monster now |
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that feeds and caters to our fears |
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Maybe it's too late |
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to spoil another view |
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That's why god is singing the blues |
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Forgive us father |
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for we know not what we do |
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Blame it on each other |
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and in the name of you |
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Forgive us mother |
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for the pain we caused |
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we destroyed what's yours |
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That's why papa's singing the blues |
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Polluted all the oceans |
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pulped all the trees |
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Plagued by chronic boredom |
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we blew a hole in the atmosphere |
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We tore out her heart |
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left her battered and bruised |
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That's why god is singing the blues |
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Forgive us father |
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for we know not what we do |
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Blame it on each other |
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and in the name of you |
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Forgive us mother |
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for the pain we caused |
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we destroyed what's yours |
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That's why papa's singing the blues |
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You may believe in evolution |
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you may believe in god's great creation |
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The only thing we know for sure |
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we got a man made situation |
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We turned this whole world |
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into a dying zoo |
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That's why god is singing the blues |
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You better live on your feet |
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than die on your knees |
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I stole that from some graffiti |
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lord have mercy please |
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Living in this babylon |
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keeps us confused |
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That's why god is singing the blues |
