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Ufo - Someone's gonna have to pay
American beauty came up and spoke
She touched her toes and we shared a joke
Taxi, limos, power boat glides
Jet skies, mensa, babes without a ride
You know the revolutions gone now
There's no revolution song
Somewhere down the line
You know on one of God's good days
Can you hear me, someone's gonna have to pay
Moonshots, rockets nineteen sixties cool
Sonny Boy Williamson, Poe John Paul
The Congo to Vietnam
The Beatles to the Stones
Is nobody left who's gonna shake those bones
All of the misfits all of the scars
All of life's promises bottled in jars
There's a hum and a howl, lovers on the run
Tell me what's on offer from the government scum
Rats will get richer and the dirt beg for more
Crumbs on the table for the world of the poor
News of self worship fresh from Hollywood
The pigmys of poison, don't know bad from good
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