Fuck Art, Let´s Dance

The Gods Hate Kansas

I climb over the fences built to surround us
I lie on the streets of this so-called town
I walk through the doors that are locked to confound us
I don't buy it, let's burn it all down.

Too many fences, let's cut them all down

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