Original lyrics

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The complexity of life is a label we must wear Snarled the vision of the dreamer Condemned by his own dare As a child I asked the questions But only for their sakes Believing there were answers Become my one mistake The holy morning paper Slaps the stpes of dawn America's doors open Let's see what's going on Confusion with our coffee Fear and frosted flakes A Shuttle offstage - a change of scene The expose of the american dream Watergate burglars comedy relief Laugh at ideals survivng our griefs It's fool's gold for gilded fools Playing gaily with twisted rules Hail to the families in thier tv rooms Suicide, genocide, abortion, cartoons Terrorism, violence, starving refugees Conscience, crucified, reality recedes Nuclear tyrants, computerized plan, Holding hostage everyman It' won' happen 1950 It may happen 1965 It will happen JUST DON'T THINK ABOUT IT !!! Form dust to dust Our lives fades away We are the winds empty sighing Vanity, all vanity All but the cross, all but his dying