| Angry, angry, madness motion
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| Destruction is your life devotion
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| For love and peace do we have to fight
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| The face of youth is as dark as night
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| Baby, is America dead?
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| Are we dying
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| Are you the one who’s dead?
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| Baby, is America dead?
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| Are you the brave new world
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| Or the end instead?
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| Baby, is America dead?
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| Baby, is America dead?
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| Baby, is America dead?
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| The streets are cloudy
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| And the streets are red
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| Her people are screamin'
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| And people are yellin'
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| The way is the left
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| And the way that they’re tellin'
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| The older folks
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| They don’t have a chance
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| They don’t know how to sing
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| And they don’t know how to dance
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| But don’t we know they fought in a war
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| Before we were here, a long time before
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| Do you really think that America’s dead?
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| Do you really think that America’s dead?
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| Where you gonna live if it’s dead?
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| Well where you gonna love if it’s dead?
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| Where you gonna groove if it’s dead?
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| If America’s dead
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| Are you the one who’s dead instead?
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| Is America dead, is America dead?
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| At Woodstock last summer
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| Everybody asked
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| If there was a brand new nation
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| And they asked about Toronto
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| They said that’s gonna be
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| The brand new nation
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| But those nation had a lot of mud
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| Those nations had a lot of water
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| What about America, if America’s dead
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| Will a big cloud crawl across America?
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| What did we live for? |
| Is America, is America? |
| Are we America? |
| Are we the
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| universe? |
| Are we the universe? |
| Then who’s the liar. |
| Is America in our minds or
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| are we in America’s minds? |
| Everybody, where are we? |
| Are we dead? |
| Are we dead?
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| Are we? |
| Is America?
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| Is America, America
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| God shed your grace
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| All kinds of stones
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| And all kinds of rocks
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| Gonna burn down the bridge
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| Gonna burn down the block
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| Set fire to this whole damn nation
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| Gonna create all kinds of sensation
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| Oh can you see
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| By the dawn’s early light
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| Four score and too many trips ago, one of my brothers, he got stopped out in
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| the Far East. |
| When they sent his coffin home, my mother said. |
| «Is America dead?
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| Dead?» |
| Is Frankenstein or Jerry Rubin, or who will be our president?
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| Who’s gonna be our president? |
| Will it be teenage girls in the Senate?
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| Will it be spirit change freaks in the White House? |
| Who’s gonna be in the
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| house of congress? |
| Dwarfs and midgets? |
| Did George Washington really grow
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| marijuana on his Virginia plantation? |
| And tell me about America
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| Is America dead, is America dead?
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| Is America dead?
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| Is it, is it, is it, is it
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| Listen, man, I hear that if you save your money up, if you save your bread,
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| you can, you can split to Europe and work your way over on one of those tramp
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| steamers, you know. |
| And when you get there all these chicks come out and say, «Hey, American! |
| Hey, man, they say America’s dead, you know, and you can stay in
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| our country.» |
| «What do you mean?» |
| «Yeah, you can stay in our country.
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| And well, we don’t have toilets or electricity or vitamins, but man,
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| that’s all right.»
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| Is America dead?
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| Baby, is America dead?
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| Is America really dead?
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| I am it, and you are it, and she is it, and that is that |