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This disease and its gnashing teeth It brings me to my knees makes me bow before God I'm not proud that that's what it took To make me believe what's in every good book All these chemicals that made you sick Wanna find the man who made them and show this to him The long lonesome hallways and the ruined plans The look in your eyes and the trembling hands I tried to be patient like my mother but I can't be We ran aground now honey sit tight and hope we'll float out on the rising tide You said the breeze it feels oh so sweet But you must be getting old 'cause it's something old folks say As a measure of time, well, what good is age It takes so many years to learn to hold on the days They can pour all this money down the hole in your side All the money on Wall Street, these tears can't dry they've got plans for our pockets, cigarettes for our lungs Poison for our babies and bullets for our guns I am a cog in this machine that ruins lives of people unseen I can't stop it but Lord let me try It's a sad sad feeling comes to visit at night I tried to be patient like my mother but I can't be We ran aground now honey sit tight and hope we'll float out on the rising tide