While things are going down, If you don't see me 'round, It's doesn't mean I'll abandon, ... could just be doing the chameleon? But, please... Don't shout, Remember camouflage, In the collage. While things are going down, If you're havin' trouble gettin' 'round, Try to find out, About an alternative route. But, please... Don't shout, Remember camouflage, In the collage. While things are going down, Hope to see 'round, Means we're both bound, Toward the same sound. So, when you find out, Please don't shout, We'll know what it's about, And, be standing stout. While the portly fat cats, Experience starvation, Maybe... they'll embrace the facts, Born again into humanization? Now, that's something you can shout about! My friend... In the end, Ya get what you deserve, The end... of times... We pray, "Don't breach!" But, just in case... Pack a suitcase? One you hope to never use, But why refuse, To think and speak... Why act like mimes? Have we lost our nerve? Have we lost our minds?
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