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I DON’T FUCKING CARE

About the state of the nation

About the state of your mind

About the states and capitalism…

(Rhythm schism)

Cares about the fate of your race

Who cares about the waste of your time?

(In fact it’s just another pin prick)

I DON’T FUCKING CARE

About the sick in the streets

About the sick in your mind

About the excuses for sickness…

(In this furnace)

Burn about the city streets and

Burn about their sleepy beds

Teach them the ways of crazy poets

Turn around and buy yourself a gun

Yes I said by yourself alone

Let no one breathe and no one see

The hate you love to show me

I DON’T FUCKING CARE

About the violence at home

I’ve got every reason to live alone

Yes, but sometimes I love me mother…

(What she got? Not a lot!)

Hero walks the beaten path

His beaten ass an avalanche

Of guilty witness every day

I DON’T FUCKING CARE

About the white man’s problem

Progressive in his mind is fodder

It’s time to teach the boys a lesson…

(Rip 'em! Sick 'em!)

Death to all of those who oppose!

Death to all in 70's clothes!

Death to those who’ve fallen

And they can’t get off!

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