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Propagandhi
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The following views expressed Do not necessarily reflect Those of The prevailing
Order, who prostrate to Their naked kings, tailor the seams of Funeral shrouds on foreign shores
But shed no tears for the dead The dead of the endless list of Informal wars The justification for
Will be spelled out For me, coming soon To a screen near me Near you
I'm feeling less hopeful And so much less human As my days are reduced to Little more than
Settling for revenge And wondering whatever happened to the kid that pledged Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Chalk it up to an overdeveloped sense of unbridled vengeance Somebody fed me too much New Hope for breakfast
'Cause as the empire preemptively strikes back Again and the voice of Luke's father Baritones that this is CNN Recall Arab kids, slaughtered, reduced
To sand niggers and ragheads And now I'm expected to mourn
Dead Americans? The executioner's willing citizens I'm so sorry and I'm trying to think it through But when the chicks came home to roost
And hand-delivered, and hand-delivered Matching funeral urns to the bully that never learns I could have sworn I heard a chorus rise and fall Wishing them so many more unhappy returns
But in every war waged Only kings emerge unscathed
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