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Lyrics

(Here we go now)
No one's okay
Dazed in a maze of day-to-day
Searching for distant destinations for distraction
Shut your mouth
Look around
Smell some roses, kiss the ground
Roll in some hay with someone lovely
And try and be happy
Our moms and dads had little ones
And we're those fortunate ones
Thank you mom and thank you dad
We're those fortunate ones
By some grace of god
We weren't born from third-world wombs
Shaking off flies and deadly AIDS
That's not a good time place to be
Even if you're poor
You're one of the richest in the world
You're an American and there are reasons
Why everyone hates us
Our moms and dads had little ones
And we're those fortunate ones
Thank you mom and thank you dad
We're those fortunate ones
We're those fortunate ones