Progress

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[A]an[B]d [C#]progress is not intelligently planned,

[A]it[E]'s[F#] th[Ab]e facade of our heritage, the odor of our land,

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they speak of progress, in red, white and blue
it's the structure of the future as demise comes seething through

it's the progress till there's nothing left to gain,
as the dearth of new ideas makes us wallow in our shame,

[A]so[Ab] before you go to contribute more

[A]to[B] the destruction of this world you adore,

[A]re[Ab]member life on earth is but a flash of dawn,

[A]an[B]d [C#]we're all part of it as the day rolls on

and progress is a message that we send
one step closer to the future, one inch closer to the end,
I say progress, is a synonym of time,
we are all aware of it but it's nothing we refine,
and progress, is a debt we all must pay,
it's convenience we all cherish, it's the pollution we disdain,

and the edge is dulling,
too many folks to plow through,
just keep your fucking distance
and it can not include you

[A]an[B]d [C#]progress, 'till there's nothing left gain

[A]pr[B]og[C#]ress, it's a message that we send

[A]an[B]d [C#]progress, it's a debt we all must pay

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