Purpose - by Erik
Smith
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you stand
in line
with plan in mind
you wait your time
to spread your grime
the booth
is here
your path is clear
the road of fear
the end is near
your vote
is in
your man is in
your fault in sin
results are in
the axis
of evil
iraq has bombs
the axis is evil
iraq has bombs
the anthrax is evil
iraq has bombs
we must stop
them
they threaten
they have bombs
they threaten
they have bombs
the invasion
begins
the evasion begins
misinformation
dissatisfaction
as the dust settles
as the questions meddle
there were no bombs
there was no anthrax
as the story changes
the truth in cages
we set out
to liberate
the people of iraq
we have to say this
to get you off our back
we understand we told you
they were a growing threat
but now we're telling you
we have lost our bet
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