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  • The mayor hides the crime rate
    council woman hesitates
    Public gets irate but forget the vote date
    Weatherman complaining, predicted sun, it's raining
    Everyone's protesting, boyfriend keeps suggesting
    you're not like all of the rest.
    Garbage ain't collected, women ain't protected
    Politicians using people, they've been abusing
    The mafia's getting bigger, like pollution in the river
    And you tell me that this is where it's at.
    Woke up this moming with an ache in my head
    Splashed on my clothes as I spilled out of bed
    Opened the window to listen to the news
    But all I heard was the Establishment's Blues.
    Gun sales are soaring, housewives find life boring
    Divorce the only answer smoking causes cancer
    This system's gonna fall soon, to an angry young tune
    And that's a concrete cold fact.
    The pope digs population, freedom from taxation
    Teeny Bops are up tight, drinking at a stoplight
    Miniskirt is flirting I can't stop so I'm hurting
    Spinster sells her hopeless chest.
    Adultery plays the kitchen, bigot cops non-fiction
    The little man gets shafted, sons and monies drafted
    Living by a time piece, new war in the far east.
    Can you pass the Rorschach test?
    It's a hassle is an educated guess.
    Well, frankly I couldn't care less.
  • The mayor hides the crime rate
    council woman hesitates
    Public gets irate but forget the vote date
    Weatherman complaining, predicted sun, it's raining
    Everyone's protesting, boyfriend keeps suggesting
    you're not like all of the rest.
    Garbage ain't collected, women ain't protected
    Politicians using people, they've been abusing
    The mafia's getting bigger, like pollution in the river
    And you tell me that this is where it's at.
    Woke up this moming with an ache in my head
    Splashed on my clothes as I spilled out of bed
    Opened the window to listen to the news
    But all I heard was the Establishment's Blues.
    Gun sales are soaring, housewives find life boring
    Divorce the only answer smoking causes cancer
    This system's gonna fall soon, to an angry young tune
    And that's a concrete cold fact.
    The pope digs population, freedom from taxation
    Teeny Bops are up tight, drinking at a stoplight
    Miniskirt is flirting I can't stop so I'm hurting
    Spinster sells her hopeless chest.
    Adultery plays the kitchen, bigot cops non-fiction
    The little man gets shafted, sons and monies drafted
    Living by a time piece, new war in the far east.
    Can you pass the Rorschach test?
    It's a hassle is an educated guess.
    Well, frankly I couldn't care less.