Last Fair Deal Gone Down
Jon Langford
You are yourself at the center of the story
Your fate falls through your hands
And at the heart of all this fated glory
Scattered on the land
The deal was done on a bright blue morning
The how and why and when
So what a step as the forces behind you
Were whipping up the dust bowl again
This jealously defended domestication
Turns out to be a temporary situation
This little power
This precious quiet
Gives way to a riot
Work till your back is breaking
Try to tell me your fate's not shaken
You have your reasons to believe in people
But people aren't all the same
They're not the same today
We lost a piece of the puzzle
We lost one of the team
Who really knows who caused this trouble
Turns us all around
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