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ut to all the youth in the ghettos, suburb..., the nobodies, the last in line...., the nobodies, the last in line...., fearing my fears. In all reality I'm under prepared. 'Cause I'm ready for war but not sure if I'm ready to care. And that's why I'm under prepared. 'Cause I'm ready to fight, but most fights have me fighting back tears. 'Cause the truth is really I'm scared. Not scared of the truth, but just scared of the length you'll go to fight it. I tried to hold my tongue, son. I tried to bite it. I'm not trying to start a riot or incite it. 'Cause Brutus is an honorable man. It's just coincidence that oil men would wage war on an oil rich land. And this one goes out to my man, taking cover in the trenches with a gun in his hand, then gets..., the nobodies, the last in line...., the nobodies, the last in line....uilt of blood spilt in accordance with the Dow Jones. Dow drops fresh crop skull and bones. A machete in the heady: Hutu, Tutsi, Leone. An Afghani in a shanty. Doodle dandy yank on! An Iraqi in Gap khaki. Coca Coma come on! Be ye bishop or pawn, in the streets or the lawn, you should know that these example could go on and on and what since does it make to keep your ears to the street? As long as oils in the soil, truth is ..., the nobodies, the last in line...., the nobodies, the last in line....and keep your fears in a noose. Let them dangle from a banner star spangled. I'm willing and able. To lift my dreams up out of their cradle. Nurse and nurture my ideals 'til they're much more than a fable. I can be all I can be and do much more than I'm paid to. And I won't be a slave to what authorities say do. My desire is to live within a nation on fire, where creative passions burn and raise the stakes ever higher. Where no person is addicted top some twisted supplier who promotes the sort of freedom sold to the highest buyer. We demand a truth naturally at one with the land, not a plant that photosynthesizes bombs on demand, or a search for any weapons we let fall from our hands. I got beats and a plan. I'm gonna do what I can. And what you do is question everything they say do, every goal ideal or value they keep pushing on you. If they ask you to believe it question whether it's true. If they ask you to achieve, is it for them or for you. You're the one they're asking to go carry a gun. Warfare ain't humanitarian. You're scaring me, son. Why not fight to feed the homeless, jobless, fight inflation?! Why not fight for our own healthcare and our education?! And instead, invest in that erasable lead,

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Last in line, donâ??t you ...Last chance on the front line slowly fades...Last chance for that last dance is todayâ?¦...Walk in stride, face your f...Last chance on the front line slowly fades...Last chance for that last dance is todayâ?¦

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You were the first in line ...You were the first in line ...The first, and the last in line.

lennium has come at last ...Last in line and single file ...It's my last chance ...It's my last chance ...Done heroin and in ladies' rooms

To be the last to leave... ...The last to be gone ...To be the last in line ...But in the drama of the mo...To be the last to leave ...Divorce in the night ...And you can believe in the five ...re were angry words in the night

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I don't stand in line ... I'm the last in line..

number one yet I'm last in line ...'s hard to hang out in a croud ...ou get what you put in and people get what...en walkin that thin line

The last in line ...The Gunslinger's line

Tall machines wait in line ...So still lost in time ... roar of the engine in the air ...Scattered lost in light ... of the engine high in the air ...Sleeping ships in the night ...Shining steel lost in time ...Lost in love, last in line