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Show Me
Impassionately waiting? Tell me what to do.
Save me from this awful life of designer shackled shoes.
Tell me what I need, to live well from day to day.
I work to buy and towards all material I sway.
Rise up Feelists! Reclaim the human race.
Exult at communication and camaraderie..
Its time is picturesque destroy the toys
That make you want so carelessly.
Decide dear soldier! Who is the profiteer?
Let them have the money they hold dear.
Gentle mantle. Kind at heart. Keep that
Fire blazing. We will gather at the pass.
Freedom or chains! They chant. Their song remains the same
"Everything that's small has to grow"
We all want to be saved.
Well rise up Feelists, it's your turn for the show.
Don't read just in the headlines!
Truth's not big and bold.
It's sweet and hearty and real.
Stop doing what your told.
Search with every open pore
The world's whispering "it's okay"
Fight for chrissake fight
show you care about your way.
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