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Refused
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Protest Song '68
To sing you must first open your mouth You must have a pair of lungs and a little knowledge of music It is not necessary to have an accordion, or a guitar The essential thing is that I want to sing Then this is a song, I'm singing
I breathe in and I create Revoke the spirit '68 Fresh meaning to torn ideas Let's bring life to old clichés
Punch a hole in tradition, yeah Let's listen to the songs of discontent To the chords and the movement To the chords and the movement
It could all be so simple We would all stand baffled by the precision and accuracy Our jaws would hurt from dropping so hard, fast and unexpectedly It would be the perfect metaphor Be the perfect song we'd be singing
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I breathe out and I scream Revoke Malatesta's dream Inspiration from the past Focus to the future at last
Fixed dogmas can't substitute Creative thoughts and action
It could be dangerous Art as a real threat
All it is, is words Words said a million times before All it is, is a song A song sung a million times before
I breathe in, I create Revoke the spirit '68 I breathe out, I scream Revoke Malatesta's dream
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