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Secondhand Movement
Second hands moving
Dollars and re-distribution at work
Imagine a UFO
With New and Old Money both sipping
Napolean-soaked wine
See them through the little beaded windows
Sending a tractor beam down
Into Fort Knox
Dollars and re-distribution at work
You know I wore your shoes
And you wore mine
Neither were truly ours
They were practically forced upon us
Yet I said what you said to me
"Stop whining, they're a great fit"
I didn't read the instructions that said
Very finely
That in due time, I too, would have to try them
Now we hobble outside, crippled
staring at a fleeing UFO and screaming
Tomorrow we'll be labeled conspiracy theorists
Ironically, by each other as much as by anyone
On the news
Second hands moving
We've sentenced them to contribute towards tracking
The pointlessness of time
Wasted
By Secondhand movement
