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You'd better face those facts
It's the blind leadin the blind
And there ain't no turning back
There's a rhythm to this madness
And I think it's gettin strange
I can feel it in the air it's time
We gotta rearrange
It's time for us we gotta make
The crucial change
Face the facts
Nation against nation and it's just so plain to see
That's the way that cats and dogs wanna be
Hate to think what the future's got in store for me
Got a stomach full and just can't take it no more