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Dancing around

from The dude abides by Greg Rekus

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Dancing around, I guess I got my feet on the ground
I don't hear a sound when I ask "Where does our money go?"
A socialist name, I'm labelled in this capitalist game
It's all the same so blow the whistle on the corporate team
I call a foul for this greedy mundane circumstance
Everytime we turn around and they kicks us in the ass

If we build bombs then we'll probably have war
But if we build houses we could house the poor
A take and a give promises future of sovereignty free

Our world could be catchy slogans and poverty
But we can break free, so scream out loud and let them hear our voice
I don't think that our country should go to war to prove we're free
Money into social needs sounds way better to me

A country that's run by the business elite
But can they relate to who lives in the streets?
Selfish or not in the end we all still have to eat

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from The dude abides, released December 31, 2010

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