ain’t it nice
that you can afford to think
in black and white
and kill any kind of darkness
with your shiny
blinding light

yea ain’t it nice
you bought that light
to own the night
so you must be right
yea
you must be right

oh ain’t it great
to wash out any shadows
that your light creates
and proudly pave all roads
to fill those holes
you really hate

yea ain’t it great
you paved the roads
to own the way
so you must be right
yea
you must be right

all us poor suckers in your way
with our wild colors
bumpy paths
and scary shades of grey

you’ll never hear a thing we say
and your fine road to power
that we will never walk upon
takes a toll we can’t afford pay

so we’re always wrong
and you’re so right

now it’s so fine
you’ve got so much you even
try and buy the time
demanding that to rest
must be declared
to be a crime

yea it’s so fine
you count hours
to own the time
so you must be right
yea
you must be right

Peace/Love/Organize/Resist

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