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You arrived on a cloud, The angels worried about you
I was worried for you too
But now we're finally together
In the industrial zoo, on a political tether
They declawed, bathed and caged you
From any Laissez Faire weather
And they knew they had you when they lowered you
In their governing stew
No more saying I was wondering who John Galt is?
Integrity is fish for frying, do you believe that is true?
The altruistic dogs are dying
Do you believe that is true?
They're selling you but you're not buying
Do you believe that is true?
On top of all you made your dying oath
Would you move to the right too?
You block the view of our leaders
There's no need son, to argue, there's plenty time for you later
Of what society's left, you can attack it or save it
Your road to heaven is rough, and good intentions won't pave it
Now poverty has become an industry
And it's turning into a symphony
No more saying I was wondering who John Galt is?
Integrity is fish for frying, do you believe that is true?
The altruistic dogs are dying
Do you believe that is true?
They're selling you but you're not buying
Do you believe that is true?
On top of all you made your dying oath
I don't know what I can't recall...
You arrived on a cloud, The angels worried about you  I was worried for you too  But now we're finally together  In the industrial zoo, on a political tether  They declawed, bathed and caged you  From any Laissez Faire weather  And they knew they had you when they lowered you  In their governing stew  No more saying I was wondering who John Galt is?  Integrity is fish for frying, do you believe that is true?  The altruistic dogs are dying  Do you believe that is true?  They're selling you but you're not buying  Do you believe that is true?  On top of all you made your dying oath  Would you move to the right too?  You block the view of our leaders  There's no need son, to argue, there's plenty time for you later  Of what society's left, you can attack it or save it  Your road to heaven is rough, and good intentions won't pave it  Now poverty has become an industry  And it's turning into a symphony  No more saying I was wondering who John Galt is?  Integrity is fish for frying, do you believe that is true?  The altruistic dogs are dying  Do you believe that is true?  They're selling you but you're not buying  Do you believe that is true?  On top of all you made your dying oath  I don't know what I can't recall...