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You could worry for your whole life Over shit you can't unwrite You can collect a plastic pile That is all you'll leave behind We reflect When we follow in the foot steps Of Situationists gone The culture, destitute as hell In every desert hides a well Oh, well. We can only be ourselves We are the Hungry Ghost We reflect In the oil in the nouveau The soul in the soul song We dissect In the collage of the dadaist The soul in the soul song Oh, well. We can only be ourselves We are the hungry ghost The dharma in Hanshan The needle in the groove The soul in the soul song We carry on. We heed their advice When we listen to ourselves We cut all our ties When we listen to ourselves We sing our own songs We only listen to ourselves We are the hungry ghost The soul in the soul song We carry on