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Текст песни crass - Chairman Of The Bored

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Tiring moments, fucked up mindsEmpty faces, eyes that are blindFlick through the papers, car crash deathVacant pages offer no breathOf hope, future, possibilityTo those fucked up mindless people who haven`t got the eyesTo see that the pages of The Guardian or the pages of The SunAre just a load of fucking lies, are just a fucking conWhy do they feed us rubbish? Why do they feed us shit?Is this really what they think we want?Scrapings from the pit?Why don`t they give us something which isn`t just their liesTheir own particular angle from their own unseeing eyes?I`m the chairman of the bored, and I`m asking for some truthI`m the chairman of the bored, and I`m looking for some proofThat there`s something more than their fucked up gameThat their mindless lives and mine aren`t the sameI`m looking for something that I can call my ownWhich ain`t a Ford Cortina or a mortgage on a homeI`m the chairman of the bored, ad I`m asking for some truthI`m the chairman of the bored, and I`m looking for some proof

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