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Tytuł: Protest Song '68

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["To sing you must first open your mouth. You must have a pair of lungs and a little knowledge of music. It is not neccessary to have an accordion, or a guitar. The essential thing is that I want to sing. Then this is a song, I'm singing." -H. Miller ]
  
  I breathe in & I, I create
  Rewoke the spirit '68
  Fresh meaning to torn ideas
  Let's bring life to old clich©s
  Punch a hole in tradition, yeah!
  Let's listen to the songs of discontent
  To the chords & the movement
  To the chords & the movement
  
  It could all be so simple
  We would all stand baffled by the precision & accuracy
  Our jaws would hurt from dropping so hard, fast & unexpectedly
  It would be the perfect metaphor
  Be the perfect song we'd be singing
  
  I breathe out & I scream
  Rewoke Malatesta's dream
  Inspiration from the past
  Focus to the future at last
  Fixed dogmas can't substitute
  Creative thought & action
  
  It could be dangerous
  Art as a real threat
  
  All it is it words
  Words said a million time before
  All it is is a song
  A song sung a million times before
  
  I breathe in, I create
  Rewoke the spirit '68
  I breathe out, I scream
  Rewoke Malatestas dream