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Drain

The spray off the bus wheels makes him think he’s standing by the sea and coincidentally he really could be swept away
Down the Street in to the gutter towards the grate and down the drain
Washed away forgotten we didn’t need him anyway and

when he falls we’ll ignore him just the same

It’s not my responsibility we need the money to build bombs
We’ll throw away the weak our sick and our insane
It’s not my responsibility
It’s your responsibility
It’s not my responsibility
It’s your responsibility

One hit of the wrong shit and she doesn’t get a chance to scream
the poison dart stays in her arm as she slips from the light of day
Would a place to shoot have saved her when the tracks finally reached her heart
She hits the ground forgotten as the drugs rip her life out
And when she falls you’ll ignore her just the same

It’s not my responsibility we need the money to build bombs
We’ll throw away the weak our sick and our insane
It’s not my responsibility
It’s your responsibility
It’s not my responsibility
It’s your responsibility

You’re part of a social contract as a citizen of the world and when they fall you pick them up again.

It’s not my responsibility we need the money to build bombs
We’ll throw away the weak our sick and our insane
It’s not my responsibility
It’s your responsibility
It’s not my responsibility
It’s your responsibility

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from Expression In Laymen's Terms, released March 11, 2003

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