Текст (слова) песни: The Mad Caddies - Big Brother
we are one in a million we are one and the same like buildings of our generation, they`re in our name they`ll censor it with a whistle now while back in 1952 the mercy of our mother there is nothing left to do it`s only human nature pollutes temptation we have reserved bookings for the fathers of our nation (please god tell me i haven`t got this right!)
his things gone too far we`re entirely described the peeling microwavers and a telescopic eye intimate dimension keeping perfect track of time the rolling mass of thunder on a simulated line
we are all one it cant be undone were stuck there no future!
if i had my way i would fly far away, where noone else could find me and build a home i could call my very own the way it was supposed to be
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