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If I run uphill I'm out of breath
If I spend all of my money I've got no money left
If I place all of my chips on only one bet
I'm all in

And it's a surefire bet I'm gonna die
So I'm taking up praying on Sunday nights
And it's not that I believe in your almight
But I might as well as insurance or bail

Cause institution's like a big bright lie
And it blinds you into fear and consuming and fight
And you've been in the desert underneath the charging sky
It's just you and God
But what if God's not there?
But his name is on your dollar bill
Which just became cab fare

For the Evangelist, the Communist, the Lefts and the Rights
And the hypocrites and the Jesuits and the blacks and the whites
It's in the belly of the beast
In the Atlanta streets
Or up in Laurel Canyon
The verge of Middle East

Still they're dying on the dark continent
It's been happening long enough to mention it
Have I mentioned my parents are getting back together again
It's been 25 years
Of spreading infection
Somehow we're not affected

So my mom, she brushes her hair
And my dad starts growing Bob Dylan's beard
And I share with my friends a couple of beers
In the Orlando streets
In the belly of the beast

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If I run uphill I'm out of breath  
If I spend all of my money I've got no money left  
If I place all of my chips on only one bet  
I'm all in  
  
And it's a surefire bet I'm gonna die  
So I'm taking up praying on Sunday nights  
And it's not that I believe in your almight  
But I might as well as insurance or bail  
  
Cause institution's like a big bright lie  
And it blinds you into fear and consuming and fight  
And you've been in the desert underneath the charging sky  
It's just you and God  
But what if God's not there?  
But his name is on your dollar bill  
Which just became cab fare  
  
For the Evangelist, the Communist, the Lefts and the Rights  
And the hypocrites and the Jesuits and the blacks and the whites  
It's in the belly of the beast  
In the Atlanta streets  
Or up in Laurel Canyon  
The verge of Middle East  
  
Still they're dying on the dark continent  
It's been happening long enough to mention it  
Have I mentioned my parents are getting back together again  
It's been 25 years  
Of spreading infection  
Somehow we're not affected  
  
So my mom, she brushes her hair  
And my dad starts growing Bob Dylan's beard  
And I share with my friends a couple of beers  
In the Orlando streets  
In the belly of the beast

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