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The Ultimate Rebellion
Do suburban streets go anywhere
Or are they all dead ends and cul-de-sacs?
Could you see yourself living with me
In that big brick house on the hill
With a little you and a little me
Tugging at our clothes?
Or do people like us
Ever feel, want, or need
That sort of happiness?
Would we feel guilty
For selling out if we had it?
For artists are supposed
To be sad , starve,
And act crazy all of the time
But wouldn't normalcy and joy
Be the ultimate rebellion?
