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        About this planet, there is something I know
    There's a very big difference between above and below
    A friend foe, or bro, leave your body on the floor
    Let your spirit fly away like the soul of a crow
    Here, above land, man has laid his plan
    And yes, it does include the Ku Klux Klan
    We got a government so twisted and bent
    Bombs, tanks and guns is how our money is spent
    We got V.D., heroin, greed and prostitution
    Tension, aggravation, L. Ron Hubbard solution
    Not to mention hard-core chemical pollution
    If you think you're just away, you're in a mental institution
    And that's a heart felt shame
    'Cos everyone's crazy, everyone's the same
    So, why should only Larry, Curly and Moe be to blame?
    Time now to take you to a different place
    Where peace lovin' whales flow through liquid outer space
    A groovin' and a gliddin' as graceful as lace
    A never losing touch with the ocean's embrace
    Diviner than the dolphin, that there is none
    'Cause dolphins just-a like to have a lot of fun
    No one tells 'em how their life is run
    And no one points at them with a gun
    They have a lot of love for every living creature
    The smile of a dolphin is a built in feature
    They be movin' in schools but everyone's the teacher
    Someday mister dolphin, I know I'm go'n to meet you
    Back to the land of the police man
    Where he does whatever he says he can
    Including hating you because you're a Jew
    Or beating black ass, that's nothing new
    Trigger happy cops, they just like to brawl
    They use guns, clubs, gas, but that's not all
    They got puke, ridden prisons and sex sick jails
    Fuck the poor, if you're rich you pay the bail
    So support your police, support your local wars
    That's the way to open economic doors
    Why do we do it? 'Cause the president's a whore
    We assume the position to sell the ammunition
    What the fuck? It's the american tradition
    Along with going fishin' apple pies in the kitchen
    Isn't it bitchin' seeing dead men in ditches?
     

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