Take away your paper and pen Stacks of money and your foolish grin and go Get me off this backwards ride Take away your greedy way and go See the woman standing at the door World gone by, again and again See the blisters growing on her feet World pushed on, pushed up World gone by... Take away your companies, Take away your societies and go Get me off this backwards ride Take away your ficticious books See the woman standing at the door World gone by, again and again See the blisters growing on her feet World pushed on, pushed up World gone by... I wouldn't want to be Living in a world of ecstasy With you Wasted arms, wasted legs Wrapped around this machine Military machine Military machine Military machine... I wouldn't want to be Living in a world of ecstasy With you
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