
"President Joe once had a dream. The world held his hand, gave their pledge. So he told them his scheme for a Savior Machine. They called it the [Obama Plan]. Its answer was law. Its logic [start]ed war, gave them food. How they adored till it cried in its boredom: 'Please don't believe in me! Please disagree with me! Life is too easy. A plague seems quite feasible now. Or maybe a war. Or I may kill you all!
"Don't let me stay, don't let me stay. My logic says burn, so send me away. Your minds are too green. I despise all I've seen. You can't stake your lives on a Savior Machine! I need you flying. And I'll show that dying is living beyond reason, sacred dimension of time. I perceive every sign. I can steal every mind! Don't let me stay, don't let me stay. My logic says burn, so send me away. Your minds are too green. I despise all I've seen. You can't stake your lives on a Savior Machine!'"
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