We listen to the forecast
And choose what we are wearing
Whether it is right or wrong
We take some time preparing
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Soaked to the bone
Or sweltering hot
Hot as the sun
Real cool or not
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Guided by total strangers
The best of them are caring
Most days good friends get along
Passion that’s bright not glaring
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The clothes we have on our backs
Should never end up tearing
We should feel like we belong
Which often starts with sharing
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Broke and alone
No shelter they’ve got
Taught not to run
Now they are caught
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Brainwashed
The same then
Talk a lot
Then name them
Proclaiming, for truth we have fought
We can not blame them
For something that’s not
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Lying will cause more dangers
Kind truths should not seem daring
Science tends to be so strong
And art is worth comparing
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Spoken with tone
And felt on the spot
Shot like a gun
First have some thought