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LYRICS:
I’m tired to the bone and I want to be left alone
Let my memberships expire, read Don Quixote by the fire
Now there’s a man apart, indeed, perched upon his stalwart steed
Fighting windmills with a stick and his friends all think he’s sick

You know there’ll come a day when none of this will matter
It will all be so much mindless chatter
And we won’t look at each other and scoff
The day we turn the TV off

No right, no wrong, no weak, no strong
No black, no white, no dark, no light
No in, no out, no faith, no doubt
No red, no green, no fat, no lean
No hope, no fear, no week, no year
No rich, no poor, no less, no more
No round, no flat, no this, no that
No war, no hate, no church, no state
No prejudice, no edifice
No evidence, just common sense
No character fault, no pillar of salt
No point of attack, no knife in your back

I’m ready
I’m ready
I’m ready to move on

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