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Fed

E-40

In a Major Way

1995

and fifty-two electronic milligrams
We'll sell it like a coke candy organization
And I'm plugged with it, bail off into that old high-powered shit
These are

Oh, the Rand Corporation's the
Boon of the world
They think all day long for a fee
They sit and play games about
Going up in flames
For counters they

Modern Man can see all the stars in the sky
Modern Man can probe life with electronic eye
Modern Man can search
For ways to keep his youth
But will

Raging, raging
Contempt in the wind
Turn the hillside to fire again

Raging, Raging
The forest in flames
Turn the hillside to fire again

Wasted

you take a look at these
Corporations that cheat you
Democrats and Republicans are all see-through
Now we voting for the lesser of two evils
Man, don't

of a bigger matrix
Ain't no way, we supposed to 
Traffic drugs and make hits
While corporations profit 
Without taking the same risks

We face jail, no bail

of a bigger matrix
Ain't no way, we supposed to 
Traffic drugs and make hits
While corporations profit 
Without taking the same risks

We face jail, no bail

negative vibrations (don't fall for it)
Creating occupations for us to make our payments
Offering engagement through their electronic amazement (distracted)

tax worldwide calculation fellas pals the
Airpods the electronic grime the corruptions of
This free nation corporations thirds dollar signs
Goes in

responsive
How do we live unconscious
Walking dead
With voices in my head
Brother Tie wake up
Is what they said
Real deception
Carried out with electronic

the rain, as fast as I can
Turning up the gain.  Flaming up the fan

Like a lucky dog.  Cast out cocky cog
Corporation cage; liberty's the rage

Oh, to be

Illegal Busyness

Micranots

Obelisk Movements

subcommittees documented,
Officials tolerate Contra link drug victims,
December '75, the watchtower mission,
Established a series of three electronic beacons,

on the hillsides, destroyed what they'd never win
Maneuvers led by dead presidents drenched in the seven deadly sins

Will the circle be unbroken, bye and bye Lord,