History doesn`t make something right Consensus is not a fact-based exercise You`re tied and bound to this selfindulgent enterprise... We call America A brush with a star, a token of love A name in the sand, enough is enough A diet of air, a face on the net A fish your palm, your television set Once you convince yourself The universe falls into place You`ve got your ideas And your posse of friends You all make up rules And the fun never ends But still there`s a problem that leaves you gasping for air You look for some meaning, blank smiles are all that`s there And still water stales a soft summer breeze You cling to your hopes while your drop to your knees There`s no substance Once you convince yourself The universe falls into place You`ve got your ideas And your posse of friends You all make up rules And the fun never ends But still there`s a problem that leaves you gasping for air You look for some meaning, blank smiles are all that`s there And still water stales a soft summer breeze You cling to your hopes while your drop to your knees There`s no substance
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