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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeThe Revolution
Amplifiers & old guitarsCountry music sung in bars& when she sings the revolution's nearBeauty holds the microphone& watches as we stumble home& she can see the revolution nowDirt & fish & trees & housesSmoke & hands up women's blousesNot like I expected it would beBubbles pop in every sizeIt's analyzed & criticized& beauty knows that it is almost hereBeauty goes to her addressShe shuts the door and climbs the stairs& when she sleeps the revolution growsBeauty rests on mattress stringsWearing just her underthings& when she wakes the revolution's here& when she wakes the revolution's here
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