Punk Rock Song

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Have you been to the desert, have you walked with the dead?
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There's a hundred thousand children being killed for their bread
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And the figures don't lie they speak of human disease 
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But we do what we want and we think what we please 
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Have you lived the experience, Have you witnessed the plague? 
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People making babies sometimes just to escape 
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In this land of competition the compassion is gone 
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Yet we ignore the needy and we keep pushing on 
E            B
Keep pushing on 
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This is just a punk rock song 
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Written for the people who can see something's wrong 
     A                   E
Like ants in a colony we do our share
            B
But there's so many other fuckin' insects out there 
C#      A      E    B    
This is just a punk rock song 
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(continue w/ lyrics)
Have you visited the quagmire, have you swam in the shit?
The party conventions and the real politik
The faces always different, the rhetoric the same
But we swallow it all and we see nothing changed
Nothing has changed
This is just a punk rock song
Written for the people who can see something's wrong
Like workers in a factory, we do our share
But there's so many other fucking robots out there
This is just a punk rock song
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10 million dollars on a losing campaign 
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20 million starving and writhing in pain 
C#         E        B          F#
Big strong people unwilling to give 
C#       E          B   B
Small in vision and perspective
One in five kids below the poverty line 
One population runnin' out of time 
Runnin' outta time
This is just a punk rock song
Written for the people who can see something's wrong
Like ants in a colony, we do our share
But there's so many other fucking insects out there
This is just a punk rock song