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Live - Mother Earth Is A Vicious Crowd lyrics
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Pollution, Cain, and misery Oceans of golden mystery Armies boisterous and armies loud Portraits of a vicious crowd Talk to me, talk to me now Hey man, you`re all that I have Me, myself, myself and I Were born to work and born the die I have chosen my anthems Of these I am proud Portraits of a divided crowd Talk to me, talk to me now