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Mar 2015
Hail to the Name of the

NEW WORLD ORDER

••

your lover's been sold

Down the River

/////

And there's no place for you to hide

•        •

Come

You'll look so foolish without your head

/::/

You look bad enough already

Dragging them chains

Thru the ritual of your Slavery

••

( ah she was the sweetest lover

Soft were her breast

And her smiling eyes

Then she got sold

Down the River )



We are what tomorrows are made of

( what are WE made of ? )

We will see when Tomorrow comes

/:/

You are the MAN

See the

Guillotine over yonder

Somewhere on it is your NAME
Written by
jeffrey robin
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