No No No
Really hate the running, really hate the gameLooking at them all I wanna be unborn againTheir suit is getting tighter, although they're getting thinThe flies are crawling on their face and trying to get inPeople say that we're to blame I sayNo no noIt's just the game
REFMust we let them fool us no no noHave we got our freedom no no noIs it getting better no no noDo we love each other no no noMust we wait forever no no no
Heads are getting stronger, bodies getting weakLooking at them all it feels good to be a freakTheir hands are getting closer, they're reaching out so farThe greenies gonna get them make them serve starsTell them how it is and they sayNo no noWe know it all
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The washing's getting dirty, the air is getting thinIt's all in such a mess that no one knows where to beginThey talk about creating but all they do is killThey say we're gonna mend it but they never willPoison in the rain but they sayNo no noWe ain't to blame
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