| Us living as we do upside-down,
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| And the new words of hell is revolution,
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| People don’t even want to hear the preachers spill or squeal,
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| Because God’s hole card has been thoroughly peaked
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| And America is now blood and tears instead of milk and honey,
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| The Youngsters who were programmed to continue fucking up,
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| Woke up one night digging Paul Revere and Nat Turner as the good guys
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| America stripped from bed and we have not all yet closed our eyes,
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| The signs of truth were tattooed across our au-the-ne-tic vagina,
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| We learned to our amazement the untold tale of scandal,
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| Two long centuries burried in a rusty vault, hosed down daily with gagging
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| perfume,
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| America was a bastard the illegitimate daughter of the mother country whose
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| legs were then spread around the world and a rapist known as freedom, freedoom
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| Democracy, liberty and justice were revolutionary code names, that proceeded
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| the (bubbling x4)
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| In the mother country’s crotch,
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| What does Webster say about soul?
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| All I want is a good home and a wife and a children,
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| And some food to feed them every night
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| After all is said and done,
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| Build a new route to China if they’ll have you
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| Who will survive in America? |