I think we must have all gone mad Maybe right turned over They promise us the earth Instead we've got the great depression Now you're free and easy with the base You blame your brothers and sisters And neurotics say sod the rest It's the new dissention
Into the abyss By pushing forwards It's always down It's a desperate war You're trying to blow yourselves up You don't care who you stand... with the help about Hey hey - well that's not the way
No sense or reason in your fussing and fighting And your violent obsession Who's ever really left feeling fine After the great depression? No sense of purpose in the competion Keeping up with the jones's You buy a house, You buy a car You buy a marriage and a bed of roses
Into the abyss By pushing forwards It's always down It's a desperate war You're trying to blow yourselves up You don't care who you stand ... with the help about
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