Tytuł: There's No "I" In Team

• Wykonawca: Good Riddance
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I can still remember times
  Of prosperity while staring clear eyed
  With broad strokes of promise
  We coloured highlights of our future and
  something we'll never get
  Until we look back with sincere regret
  Is our american dream subject to
  collapse beneath their density
  
  And we'll break before we bend
  With tomorrow as yet undetermined
  You can write your congressmen
  And take your grievences to the highest level
  To achieve a common end
  To serve the bourgeois, the laissez-faire
  
  Citizens duty-bound so we play our part
  If you kill the brain
  Then you'll stop the heart
  And we foster the illusion of a
  Democratic archetype
  Can we forge hope from this devastation
  And bring about participation
  To stem the apathetic tide
  Now poised to wash us all away
  
  And we break before we bend
  With tomorrow as yet undetermined
  We achieve such selfish ends
  'Till we concern ourselves with the plight of others
  you can write your congressmen
  And fucking spit in the wind
  For all the good it'll do you friend
  
  We havent got the luxury
  Of neutral oberservation
  'Cause when its said and done
  We stand or fall as one
  And though the situations grave
  I think its worth the risk to save
  This notion of the free
  And the asylum of the brave