Pulling worms from the ground With your blue steal beak You're choking on the dust Down in television creak Spreading disease Amongst the already week You're denying it all And you're making me sick
Depending on where you live Is what your views are Depending on where you live Is what your views are
How does it feel To get El Presidente How does it feel How does it feel To take home a germ How does it feel
Depending on where you live Is what your views are Depending on where you live Is what your views are
And all the while I'm running to the red I walk the night without a bed I play the game without a team I wash my face but have no hands
This land is black The birds have fled To nests inside my head
This land is black The birds have fled To nests inside my head
How does it feel? Spreading disease amongst the weak Denying it all you're making me sick
Depending on where you live Is what your views are Depending on where you live Is what your views are
Yeah, feel Say, how does it feel?
I wanna figure everything out
[All things bright and beautiful...]
Say, how does it feel?
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