What do you say to the child

Whose god is in T.V.?

And what do you say to the man

Who blames the world on T.V.?

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They don't even know how to sing my song

But they won't even try it

With me, with me, with me

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Who is standing over playing like

The teacher

Harnessing the learned

Who try but can't leave her

I want to beg the liars to lay down

Their sirens

That play like the angels

To my deep desire

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Free my son

Let him walk right through the rain

Free my son

Make him waterboy

Free my son

There he stands down on the shore

Free my son

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What do you say to the man

Who treats her like a mother?

And what do you say to the man

Who treats him like a father?

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