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Politicians illusion
Beautiful, Beautiful planet
Perfect and nobody bleeds
Everyone is happy to man it
Everyone equal and no-one in need
What side of the street shall I live on
When I live on the top of a hill
What side of the law should I be on
through the door or just pay the bill
What kind of person am i
Talk to there face or talk to there back
How should I defend myself
take the beating or give them a smack
Beautiful, Beautiful planet
Perfect and nobody bleeds
Everyone is happy to man it
Everyone equal and no-one in need
Where will I be in my future
Out in the world or still in a dream
How will I look after myself
When life maybe crueller than it seems
Who defined what normal is
in the dictionary or public eye
What bastard invented currency
When it means somebody could die
Beautiful, Beautiful planet
Perfect and nobody bleeds
Everyone is happy to man it
Everyone equal and no-one in need
When will people see it
The illusion that’s covered there eyes
How can they ever see through it
When there taught who love and despise
Shouldn’t the boundaries drop one day
To release everyone from this trap
How could you not see the truth
When it flows like gold from a tap
Beautiful, Beautiful planet
Perfect and nobody bleeds
Everyone is happy to man it
Everyone equal and no-one in need
