Well the battle, it was a raging
All the soldiers left their post
It was not a matter of defeat
Nor loving their country the most
They told them it was for freedom
But freedom wears a corporate crown
This time around
Well the media, they were restless
But the pop star was not there
She was dancing with an Indian
In a Pow-Wow somewhere
Now she's shaved here hair off
She looks more like her true self now
This time around
The ladder, it is splitting
His net worth growing thin
The're are grabbing at his briefcase
For the secrets within
But he's no longer running
With that shameless crowd
Well not this time around
Well the love that you make
Is all you can take
To your burying ground
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