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Jul 2010
in the last night of solvency we gather
the last of the moccasins are gone

all the indians here are punjabi

they are the nicest, finest people

in the poor dark night of new poverty
all talk of justice is gone

the school houses are useless imprisonments
no taliban are
here

just some drugged up people gettin
beatin by the police

come

the corporate billionaires are talkin
listen if you'd  be considered loyal
to the new world's god
Written by
jeffrey robin
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