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They steal
Then they take your memory of the theft
Magic
The show will literally take your breath
Joker in the deck

The devil and its magic
The devil and its magic

The devil and its magic
The devil and its magic

See it’s kinda like magic, huh?
They cause a distraction then poof!
All that we have disappears
Then we clap and forget that it happened
Forgot that we lost it
Forgot that the magic men have it
They grabbed it
They stole it
They caused a distraction
Distraction, distraction!
It’s all a distraction
Imagine
Like magic, poof!
Gone is our land
Our language
Our history
Ancestry, family
Vanished like it was magic
(Poof!)
Gone is our greatness
Our scared places and practices
Suddenly we feel vacant
We saw them take it though
(Poof!)
Our hands lift from the earth, the dirt
From the food, removed
Rezoned, reduced
Reduced, and reduced, and reduced
Until, poof!
Disappeared
It’s all smoke and mirrors

All of it’s magic
The devil and its magic

All of it’s magic
The devil and its magic

Distraction, distraction!
They way that they take
The way of magicians is
In addition to subtraction
They use division
They mastered the craft of it
Listen!
See through the illusions
And all the amusements
They divide humans up
Causing confusion
They use competition
Religion
It’s all just division, man
All of it’s magic
Splitting us into factions
Fighting until we’re fractured
Smaller and smaller fractions
People feeling like zero
Individuals divisible
To the point they’re invisible
(Poof!)
Gone into ghettos and armies and prisons
They won’t be missed
They easily dismiss ‘em
(Poof!)
They’ll dissolve if you give ‘em munitions
And the rest they condition and kill by attrition
(Poof!)

All of it’s magic
The devil and its magic

All of it’s magic
The devil and its magic

See ‘em make up stats
Then make us scrap for the scraps
They have all of it
All of it
All of it’s magic
Rabbit and hat tricks
They’re practiced and crafty
The fastest
You had it then suddenly
(Poof!)
Gone is your work
Your purpose
Your work
The reason you wake
Your sense of the season
Your stake it
(Poof!)
Your traditions and intuitions
Supports, commitments, decisions
They vanish from your hand like
(Poof!)
Your volition, your voice
Your vision, your choice
Your joys, your myths, your mission
Attention gone
(Poof!)
To fast cars and fast fashion
Fast food and no fasting
All distractions
The light blinds ‘em
The fear blinds ‘em
They cash binds ‘em
Just gotta keep them confined until
(Poof!)
Reality’s so hard to look at
That they turn a blind eye
Don’t even care that they took it

The devil and its magic

The devil and its magic

The devil and its magic