And the band kept playing
Someone left home long ago
Another had a seat in the heart of it
One by one falling toward a greater who knows
He will write until the end
In the end he will write
Until it ends with an ending
Seeing to see past a sea of seeing
Longer moments
As a tide turns to city rocks
In the street under an old newspaper that simply read
Losers
After a rough night of propaganda
Crying on the elevator felt delicious
Defeated
The group of them revealed in their dogmas
Yet another humiliation
This time they had to accept where they live
Who they live with
And that’s how it will remain
For a time longer
Until cowboys turn to divas
And the country is more than a variety of white
Artificial leather with cold whiskey
Cows and kangaroos
Songs with no end
A face made for the radio
Fast food intelligence
Most powerful beating heart on the planet
This land was made for you and me
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