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it sounds so mean, so mean
but we're using
a broken sound
to break down
this culture machine
when I woke up it was 1970
but baby, baby my lids were so heavy
oh baby please you've got to stop this freeze
you've got to change this change this weather
make everything better
it was 1848 when I cleaned the slate
it was 1915 when I caught my stream
it was 1957 when I split heaven
it was 1964 what a fucking bore
it was 1968 when we fought the state
oh baby, I've had so many dreams
it was 2003 which really, really, really made me
you've got to change this change this weather
stand up get, get, get down
I'm getting down