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Note To Self - Propagandhi
No-fly list No-drive list
No-walk list No-talk list
No muckracking journalist left to take stock
Of the wholesale omission of
Outside perspectives
How does it make you feel
To know that you voted for this
So much for your hopes
And your dreams and your children
You just sat there believing
In this bullshit system
Just wishing the mob would magically
Come to it's senses
How does it make you feel to know
You just stood by and watched it
Dazed Numb Powerless Stunned
While we frantically click our heels
Already home
The bands The sports The booze
It's all that's left of you
When the cops and the courts refuse
To confess the sins of the few
What is there left to do
The answers there right
Before your eyes rise
