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Here we go again,
with a blast as bright as the sun.
Here we go again,
with yellow ribbons for everyone.

We’re all to blame
for this new estate.
We’re all to blame.

We thought it couldn’t get worse.
It’s gotten worse.
And it’s getting worse.
We thought it couldn’t get worse;
we thought we’d figured it all out,
but now there’s a
trigger-happy Texan
in the White House.

Here we go again,
with our peace baton in hand.
Here we go again,
to redecorate another foreign land.

We’re all to blame.
We should be ashamed.
We’re all to blame.

And now we’re home again,
with the jaws of progress wide.
But we’re alone again,
and the wolf’s in
shepherd’s clothes this time.

We’re all to blame
for this new estate.
We’re all to blame.
We should be ashamed.
We’re all to blame,
and it’s time to pay.
We’re all to blame.

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