Modern Times

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{Intro]
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[Verse]
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It seems strange to write about 
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these things now
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But the time has probably come when 
we should
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Accept whatever is past and gone 
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and never will return.
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Looking back to the beginning
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I see a flood of painful memories
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And the bitter hurt and wounded 
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pride that comes with our defeat
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We set out with our heads held high,
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So sure our ground, our 
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righteousness,
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The new Jerusalem to be built 
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with love and guts and truth
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But in the end we surrendered 
easily.
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It's no use pretending otherwise . .
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Well most of us had a little 
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something to lose, enough to break 
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our nerve.

[Bridge]
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[Verse]
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Well, some of us made an easy 
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peace and moved into the Brave New 
World;
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It's hard for the true believers 
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to look back now and realise
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That for many of the crowd it was 
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just the fashion, the cause of the 
moment,
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Well we if anyone should know that 
you can look pretty dumb
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Standing in last year's clothes.
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And some of us, shell-shocked 
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still, ran for shelter and do the 
rituals
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The same old way pretending that 
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someone out there cares
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And some of us live in the modern 
world.
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We give unto Caesar what is due
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And harbour the bitterness of 
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defeat and daydreams of revenge.

[Bridge]
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[Other]
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Now nothing you see out there is 
real,
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It matters not what you believe in.
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It matters less what you say but 
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only what you are.
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It matters what you are. It 
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matters what you are.