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(as performed by Whispering "Rude-Boy" Broomfield and the
Anti-Prohibition Jazz Sinfonia of Chicago on the night of
their assasination, April 17, 1928)
Volstead, Volstead
we don't think much of your act
it isn't funny, it's losing money
we reckon you ought to be sacked.
Volstead, Volstead
Prohibition must go
Volstead, Volstead Volstead O vodeo do
Volstead, Volstead
Why make a song and a dance
about people drinking, it's not good thinking
you don't stand the ghost of a chance
Volstead, Volstead
Volstead say don't you know
Volstead, Volstead Volstead O vodeo do
The Chicago pianos are starting to play
ukelele music is having its say
the machine-gun maestroes are winning the day
John Barleycorn's here to stay
Volstead, Volstead
Capone is running this town
with personal charm he
has gathered an army
that could drag the government down.
Volstead, Volstead
Prohibition must go
Volstead, Volstead Volstead O vodeo do
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Anastacia : I do
Who are they anyway
With their sticks and stones
Don't they know that we know?
There's a chill within their bones
They blame and they mame
Make us feel so cold inside
But they cannot take us there cause we will fight
I think the-
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world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
Chorus:
Who wants a love without anger and rage?
I do
Who wants a world where a kid can be safe?
I do
Who-
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wants to pray for the end of the pain
For the calm at the end of the day
Where there's not always more of the same
I do
Wanna breathe
Wanna move
and not ever feel afraid
Wanna live in a place
Where the truth still find....
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