What I Want
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Restrictions and laws
The effect is the cause
There's nothing I want from you
We got two more whole choices than one
But that's only one more whole choice than getting none
The difference between the two
Privileged few "serving" you is so minute
There's nothing I want more
Than the nothing I want from you.

I didn't hear in the debate
Who was anti-columbus day
Or who thought we should stop lying to our children
Was it a, b, (or c) who thought all pollution should cease
Population was out of hand
Well no lesser of evil ain't no choice for me
Lesser of evil - it's still evil to me
There's nothing I want more
Than the nothing I want from you.

99% get stuck paying 1%'s rent
Look who ran again
Bunch of rich white men again

His-story teacher's in for a big surprise
When it's all "minority" eyes
Staring at his lesson on the slave
Or the treaty of 1868
So when that chalk hits the board
Smart kids walk out that door
You are being straight up lied to
There's nothing I want more
Than the nothing I want from you.

And how will teacher's class last
When some little black gorl asks
"Why don't I know where I come from?"
Teacher's big surprise comes 
When the children teach him the lies
He was taught to believe as a baby
But can the old people learn
Before more children burn
In the fires of the wrong fight
No children could care until they're taught to wear
Their colors or the hatred of their parents
Bosnian-Serb, Iraqi-Kurd
It's not inherent, it's not in here
Hate's not in here until it's put there.
There's nothing I want more
Than the nothing I want from you.


Washington Bullets
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Oh mama mama look there
Your children out playing in the street again
Don't you know what happened down there?
A youth of fourteen got shot down there
The cocaine guns jam downtown
Shooting all the young black males
Shooting those...Washington bullets again

For the very first time I ever
Heard those shots up close and personal
A bloody man crawled up my steps to me
I called the cops who later questioned me
Told 'em nope I was watching the war on TV
Watching those...Washington bullets again

Four shots hit my friend's car
Near New Year's Day
Three lodged in her seat, one got away
The paper's countdown fueled the flame
For D.C. to live up to its name
Washington D.C. goes by Dodge City now

Sports cars bumpin in the war torn streets
Bullet shells, crack vials at your feet
No real jobs, guns and life so cheap
(That shiny car'll be back)
The 1980's 
(Now is how they wanted it)
'Cept, they live here, too
And you never really know
What a stray bullet's gonna do

Four shots again last night
Outside my window
Third time this month, fourth time this year
I'm just kind of numb, where there once was fear
Getting used to those...Washington bullets again.