Many men died to preserve the founding fathers' vision of a land where a vast regulatory bureaucracy would dole out adequate provisions to each different ethnic group, and where people work at government jobs producing nothing after going into lifelong debt to obtain a degree in queer theory, and it is all paid for by selling rapidly printed IOUs until China catches on and the while stupid scheme collapses ...
... not.
That there, that's not me
I go where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Mississippi
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here, I'm not here
In a little while
I'll be gone
The moment's already passed
Yeah, it's gone
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here, I'm not here
Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here, I'm not here....
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