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We saw the natives, Stole their land, Burdened their country With a foreign brand. Called them savages, Burned their villages Prayed to God To help us pillage. Knock the natives To their knees, Call them inhuman Take what you need. Never apologize, Never confess. They deserve no better. Look how they dress. They’re not decent people. They aren’t even nice. How could they be? They don’t believe in Christ. We sure don’t want them To be our neighbor. They'd not even be that Much use as slave labor. Let’s fix this country Everybody lend a hand We are all living In the Promised Land. Stolen from natives who Knew what they were doing Now we are letting it Descend into a ruin.
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Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 6:12 PM UTC
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We saw the natives, Stole their land, Burdened their country With a foreign brand. Called them savages, Burned their villages Prayed to God To help us pillage. Knock the natives To their knees, Call them inhuman Take what you need. Never apologize, Never confess. They deserve no better. Look how they dress. They’re not decent people. They aren’t even nice. How could they be? They don’t believe in Christ. We sure don’t want them To be our neighbor. They'd not even be that Much use as slave labor. Let’s fix this country Everybody lend a hand We are all living In the Promised Land. Stolen from natives who Knew what they were doing Now we are letting it Descend into a ruin.
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Nov 30, 2015
Nov 30, 2015 at 6:12 PM UTC
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