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The words of freedom on the tongue of a snake
With a democratic face bought and paid for by the lies of the state
Without a human trait well under the heels of a tyranny waits
A long forgotten voice
And revolution is the ultimate fate of the whip and the gun
Nowhere to run is nothing like fun
Out in the heat, Wild on the streets
Wild on the streets, wild on the streets