Friday, August 6, 2010

Ill-Acquired Taste

We did what they said, without stopping to think
These acts of hazing, we did unknowingly enroll
The way we were show would be written in ink
In the days of our youth when we had no control
Angered by this treatment we wanted retribution
So that they can suffer as we did that day
Soon we grow older, consumed by the institution
They are gone, we are them and their way
Still angered by the days that are long in our past
The young stand before us, ready to be led
We choose not to make change, have tradition last
Without stopping to think, they did what we said

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