What good are the ends of everything, when they go against our hopes and fears
You start off going fishing, come back, blood on your knees
And the man stands up, to count the vote
Well I say just flip a coin
It’ll come up three halves empty
All around, the streets desert us
Far gone are the dreams of old
The young ones need a new cry, to stop them leaving out this town
All we want is a future, just give us the time
Not personal or offensive, just concerned for self-defence
Everyone is welcome, if they can just live in peace
It shouldn’t be too much to ask, to do everything that you think is right
Our system’s only an empty joke, concealing the eye that runs the land
And the man stands up to count the vote
Well I say just flip a coin
It’ll come up three halves empty
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