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You Pays Your Money and You Takes Your Choice

from Dead On Our Feet by Acidic Tree

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The price of freedom left behind a list of war debts
Board of trade, triads, born of tyrants and liars, thieves and corporate buyouts
Nothing has been gained; the water is still rising

And it's no big thing, when the landlord comes crying to your doorstep.
Man on fire inside his daughter's car
Is this what we've been waiting for?
Some sort of misguided direction

So you've made a dent, but it's not part of the solution
You shoud of known, yeah, you should of known
So raise a glass, to the cultures you've displaced
You should of known, yeah, you should of known

What about the war? What about the ones you chose not to talk about?

Celebrations in the street, three cheers for imperialism
The death of a figurehead doesn't fucking mean anything when you've spilled so much blood
The human tribulation never left the hospital bed.

We'll tear it up again
We'll rebuild again
We'll tear it down again
We'll rebuild again

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from Dead On Our Feet, released July 17, 2012

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