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| It's a compromising situation, The consequences of temptation! Everyone's afraid! But then, there are some who ain't . . . And I can't see how they get around it. It's hard to deal with stagnation; It's hard to live in liberation. Oh, so young and brave, But so old and tame! It's so confusing to be proud. Let them wave it around! Like a rebel flag! They're going to hold their ground! To the very last man. Spooky strange situations Drive some insane with desperation; Embittered and deranged, It just ain't safe to play But it ain't no game, It has no bounds. There's this feeling going 'round; I feel I'd best not lose my ground, The first time will never come back, But who remembers things like that? Who remembers things like that? Let them wave it around! |
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