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Jun 2018
Welcome to the firing squad
Shut up and don’t talk too much
Maybe I’ll sew your **** mouth shut
Now they pull you down in front
Waiting for the guns to go off

Nothing here makes sense to us
Guess we should have risen up
Maybe now we will all stand up
Take down the goons with the guns

Should have made our minds up
Left them in a blast of dust
Put them on a train or bus
Now they'll get the rest of us

Let's get them all in a room
Light a match and watch the boom
Then have a party and watch them burn
We are in charge! it's our turn
Noel Billiter
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