Meanwhile, Hack of the Year won
Now Bush belongs to no one
He just a real dense...son,
Hope his plans are undone.
`Cause Bush was bred for rich comity
And sold to society
One day they'll wake up
In the present day
A million gyrorations
Removed from expectations
Of being who they really want to be.
Skating away...
Skating away...
Skating away on their thin lies of their new play.
So as they screw up things once more,
Won't they turn to debt again
And grab their piece of everyone?
For those who choose to stay,
Will live just day to day
To fight for things they should have done.
And as you cross their wilderness,
Spinning on their emptiness
You feel you have to pray.
Looking for a sign
That the empty smirking mind (!)
Has written you into his right wing play.
Skating away on their thin lies of their new play.
And as they try their old tax cut lines,
The debt wall creaks behind
They're a rabbit on the run.
And the nations debt then flies
In the corner of your mind
Deciding Al Gore should've won.
Well, do you ever get the feeling bad history's
Too damn real and in the present tense?
Or that everybody's in their cage, and it seems like
You're the only person thinking, with common sense?
Skating away on their thin lies of their new play.
Skating away on their thin lies of their new play.
Skating away...
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