They say to move along, but its hard to move along When somethings not right with my air They say to get along, but its hard to get along With whats going on over there And maybe the boy with the lead in his side Needs attention for without it hell surely die But ignorance is bliss and its something well miss Should we choose to open up both of our eyes So I says, youve been hit, how hard does it hurt? And he says, not as bad as the two in my back And I said, I find it pretty hard to move With this subjection around my neck Maybe the boy with the lead in his side Would like to get a chance to tell his side Cause ignorance is bliss and its something well miss Should we choose to open up both of our eyes You know im having these symptoms too Is there really nothing any of us can do? So I says, youve been hit, how hard does it hurt? And he says, not as bad as the one in my lung And I said, I find it pretty hard to move with this compulsion slipping off my tongue. You know im having these symptoms too Is there really nothing any of us can do?
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