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how do you kill a mountain, how do you make it fall, well you chip away, every day, and soon the clay, will fade away, and the hole you've dug, in the dream you hug, will be like a bug, in your ear, can't you hear. how do you kill the sunshine, how do you turn it out, well you close your eyes, to the cries, and the lies, in the law's disguise, and the light will fade, in the evenin' shade, which is only made, by the sun, are you dumb. how do you kill the ocean, how do you make it dry, well you first dilute, then pollute, cut the fruit, at the root, and the ocean's floor, will be like a whore, who will lie no more, 'cause she's dead, use your head. how do you kill the country, how does she disappear, well you trade your tent, in for rent, that will be spent, on poured cement, and the things that grew, when the earth was new, which have nurtured you, will be gone, blow your horn. how do you kill an idea?