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"C. Thomas Howell As The "Soul Man"" lyrics

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"C. Thomas Howell As The "Soul Man""

Stop the show, listen up
We've got something to say and it's important
Can't hear the words you say, or the notes you play
And you're not changing the world
Just a few more moments of your time
Just a few more moments, while I speak
So we can change your mind

We're all breaking ground
Bringing the revolution around
Bringing the revolution around

Wasting our time, wasting our time
Wasting our time, wasting our time
Wasting our time, wasting our time
Wasting our time, wasting our time

Support this, support that
Once again, it's all an act

Support this, support that
Once again, it's all an act

The worst music I've ever heard
Honesty that touches a nerve
The words fall onto the floor
Drive home with no lessons learned

Soon the content outweighs the form
With time, the sounds get boring
For you and me, this posture is self-serving


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album: "We Are The Romans" (1999)
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C. Thomas Howell As The "Soul Man"
Saint Matthew Returns To The Womb
Frequency Ass Bandit
I Wanna Be A Sex Symbol On My Own Terms
Man The Ramparts
One Twenty Two
(Sargent House Reissue Bonus Track)
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