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Faces, wounded faces everywhere
steady, working, see-it-through faces
Young hopes, old memories, see it there
Half a century of boots
ten centuries of mostly boots

Come sum it up, sized to make it fit
Fill in blanks, paint by numbers
imposed dreams, ten thousand words
Journalists, four days to get the story
thousand words a century, ten a year

Sound byte history, no time for more
get the building, get the picture, get it right
even if it's wrong
Defenestration, what the hell is that?
Where'd the body hit, get a shot of the hat girl

Havel's seeing us at four, plane leaves at six
A playwrite (chuckle) well we had an actor
Talk to Americans they've been here a while
The next Hemingway, Paris, hey that's good
Get me a poet, a beard and an attitude

Four McDonalds, these Czechs know the deal
Free enterprise is all they need, get the shot
the lines on faces, memory of boots
Havel writes in weariness and prison time
Ten thousand words, get the story