| 'tis of thee
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| they caught the last poor man
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| on a poor man’s vacation
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| they cuffed him and confiscated his stuff
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| they dragged his black ass down to the station
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| and said, ok, the streets are safe now
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| all your pretty white children can come out and see spot run
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| and they came out of their houses
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| and they looked around
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| but they didn’t see no one
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| my country 'tis of thee
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| to take swings at each other on the talkshow tv why don’t you just go ahead and turn off the sun
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| cuz we’ll never live long enough
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| to undo everything they’ve done to you
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| undo everything they’ve done to you
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| above 96th street
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| they’re handing out smallpox blankets so people don’t freeze
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| the old dogs have got a new trick
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| it’s called criminalize the symptoms
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| while you spread the disease
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| and i hold on hard to something
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| between my teeth when i’m sleeping
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| i wake up and my jaw aches
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| and the earth is full of earthquakes
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| my country 'tis of thee
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| to take swings at each other on the talkshow tv why don’t you just go ahead and turn off the sun
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| cuz we’ll never live long enough
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| to undo everything they’ve done to you
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| undo everything they’ve done to you
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| they caught the last poor man
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| flying away in a shiny red cape
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| they took him down to the station
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| and they said, boy, you should’ve known better
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| than to try to escape
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| i ran away with the circus
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| cuz there’s still some honest work left for bearded ladies
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| since they put everyone in jail
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| exceot the cleavers and the brady’s
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| my country 'tis of thee
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| to take swings at each other on the talkshow tv why don’t you just go ahead and turn off the sun
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| cuz we’ll never live long enough
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| to undo everything they’ve done to you
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| undo everything they’ve done to you |