Marching to the Sea / Intermission (mashup) The Residents

We have left our lives
We have left our land
We have left behind all we understand
Now we must right now
As we take our stand
We will die [?}

Watch the fever, Find your soul
Something else will take control
Something dark and from a hole
Something says to me-
Budding can be indiscreet
And you tend to overeat
For the taste is soft and sweet
Something says to me-


If we could see clearly
What we were bеside
If there was no еxpectation, Would we be alive?
If we were not fearful, somewhere deep inside-
If there was no desperation, would we be alive?

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