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Neil Young And His Needles

 

Tired of listening to the Beatles.
Neil Young and his needles.
That was in another century.
Years ago before technology.

Media is our modern fiction.
Another humanoid addiction.
Stories with a fucked up plot.
Twist your mind until it rots.

Tired of listening to the Eagles.
Classic rock should be illegal.
We've heard it a thousand times.
Memorized every damn rhyme.

Said what they had to say.
Said it loud, said it in their day.
Broke some strings and popped some amps.
Did some drugs, put em in a trance.


Tired of listening to Pink Floyd.
Brain Damage gets me annoyed.
Bricks in the wall are crumbling.
Thought control is rumbling.

Take it to the Board of Truth.
They decide facts for me and you.
They cash their checks on the side.
They hide their bribes in plain sight.

EDEA


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