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| Mr. Richardsyour position
Is a messenger pigeon
Left behind you when the camp moved on.
We thought that you would listen
but the words had never crystallized
Into a truth that you might ownhey hey.
Mr. Richardsyour decision.
Pay attentionpay attention.
Mr. Richardsyou're forgiven
for a narrow lack of vision
But the fires are still raging on.
The public's got opinions
and these consequences border on
The compound that you raised
Will sell it seehey hey.
Mr. Richardsyour decision.
Pay attentionpay attention.
So listenyour intention;
Sign the papersstamp the ribbon.
You're mistaken if you think
we'll just forget.
You can thump your chest and rattle
Stand in front of your piano
But we know what's going on.
Yes we know what's going on.
We're the children of the choirhey
and we know what's going on.
Mr. Richardsyour conviction
Had us cheering in the kitchen
Now the jury's eating pigeon pie.
So tell me how is prison?
Have they taught you how to listen?
We've begun to bridge the schism.
Pay attentionpay attention.
Mr. Richardsyour decision.
Pay attentionpay attention.
You can thump your chest and rattle
Stand in front of your piano
But we know what's going on.
Yes we know what's going on.
We're the children of the choirhey
From the compound firehey
And we know what's going on.
Yes we know what's going on.
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