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歌詞

It sounds so mean, so mean But we're using A broken sound To break down This culture machine When I woke up it was 1970 But baby, baby my lids were so heavy Oh baby please you've got to stop this freeze You've got to change this change this weather Make everything better It was 1848 when I cleaned the slate It was 1915 when I caught my stream It was 1957 when I split heaven It was 1964 what a fucking bore It was 1968 when we fought the state Oh baby, I've had so many dreams It was 2003 which really, really, really made me You've got to change this change this weather Stand up get, get, get down I'm getting down