| From Winnipeg and Sault Ste Marie we look down upon your land
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| We’re subtle with invasion, not a fight but persuasion
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| We set our winter in your lungs spittin' off the Hoover Dam
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| Fly our flags as flannel, same rag clean 'Mericans
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| Submit unto me, submit unto our ways
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| From Torreon to Yucatan we look up into your land
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| Wet my back swimmin up your ass, scrub clean with desert sand
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| Cough cholera into your herds while we shovel after them
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| Kiss my fingers and cross myself at the ways of 'Mericans
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| Submit unto me, submit unto out ways
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| We are sorry for your 'Merican ways
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| I ride atop a reindeers back his collar I do ring
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| Sound it makes is how you’ve treated us this pain to you I bring
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| I’ve plans to meet my southern brother each and every spring
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| To learn his songs, our progress gauge on who else needs submitting
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| Submit unto me, submit unto our ways
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| I whisper in a mongrels ear his head begins to ring
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| He yammers through the holes you made each nite you curse his sing
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| When winter breaks I’ll meet my northern brother who’d be king
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| But I’m the one with all the songs and power submitting
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| Submit unto me, submit unto our ways
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| We are sorry for your 'Merican ways
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| I hereby renounce my full fidelity-
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| I hereby renounce my full fidelity
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| Not loyal to my foreign prince He’s now our enemy-
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| Not loyal to my foreign prince He’s now our enemy
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| We submit to this oath of obligation so freely-
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| We submit to this oath of obligation so freely
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| So God help me?
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| Mexican song via north of Montreal
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| ?nothland-southland-our land your land? |