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An Aging Children's Breakaway
All of the children hid away
Domesticated rebelliousness
Forget what fathers and mothers said
You're trying hard
Gods love all bad friends of all the world
No matter what their color or race
Don't care how neighbors or strangers gaze
at your manners
I don't need TV or radio
I don't need blue jeans or magazines
as long as I feel whispers blowing in the air
as you used to do
as you used to do
An aging children's breakaway
No matter how rich or poor you are
Hang on to yourself if you are sure
of who you are
We don't need iPhones or hair irons
We don't need blue cheese or margarine
as long as there is sparkle flying in the air
as you used to be
as you used to be