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A little line, a lot of love
Hangin' on and we push and we shove
Possession is the motivation
That's hangin' up the whole great nation
Looks like we're always in a rut
Somebody tryin' to make it real compared to what
Come on, baby, yeah, yeah
The president, he won't do war
Folks don't know just what it's for
Nobody gives us rhyme or reason
Have one doubt, they call it treason
With chicken feathers on without one gut
Somebody tryin' to make it real compared to what
Na-na-na-na-na
Church on Sunday, sleepin' hard
Tryin' to duck the wrath of God
Preachers fillin' us with fright
They're all tryin' to teach us what they think is right
There's got to be some kind of nut
Can't you deny tryin' to make it real compared to what
I'm gonna play it for you now
Where's that beat and where's that honey?
Where's my God and where's my money?
Unreal values, crass distortion
Unwed mothers need abortion
Kinda brings to mind old Young King Tut
He did it now
Tryin' to make it real compared to what
A little line, a lot of love
Hangin' on and we push and we shove
Possession is the motivation
That's hangin' up the whole great nation
Looks like we're always in a rut
Somebody tryin' to make it real compared to what
Come on, baby, yeah, yeah
The president, he won't do war
Folks don't know just what it's for
Nobody gives us rhyme or reason
Have one doubt, they call it treason
With chicken feathers on without one gut
Somebody tryin' to make it real compared to what
Na-na-na-na-na
Church on Sunday, sleepin' hard
Tryin' to duck the wrath of God
Preachers fillin' us with fright
They're all tryin' to teach us what they think is right
There's got to be some kind of nut
Can't you deny tryin' to make it real compared to what
I'm gonna play it for you now
Where's that beat and where's that honey?
Where's my God and where's my money?
Unreal values, crass distortion
Unwed mothers need abortion
Kinda brings to mind old Young King Tut
He did it now
Tryin' to make it real compared to what