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Seen the worst minds
of my generation
making too much dough
on nothing, nothing;
seen the best minds
have everything
taken away for making something.
There's freedom lost
when there are Spaces gone,
surely they're ahead of us.
Surely they're ahead.
And we can't afford
to stop running
and pick up those weapons
that will make us move
onwards, onwards,
no compromise, onwards.

Guess I'm opting for 'no surrender'
'cause we've talked and talked
and they will not hear a thing.
When you see them coming,
you will hear them howl
'onwards, onwards,
no compromise,
onwards,
nothing forgiven, nothing forgot'.

We all like uniforms
but ours look so much more rad than theirs.

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