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Where are those killing fields? They are wherever we see The Master Race ignoring Peace, love and equality. If you’re not white And your state is red, Don’t be surprised If you end up dead. As maybe some one Will beat on your head And demand to know What goes on in your bed. If you are any race But Holy Caucasian Like African or Inuit, Mexican or Asian That includes Islam And all such nations The bigots will hate On every occasion. Where are those killing fields? They are wherever we see The Master Race ignoring Peace, love and equality. In World War Two we Fought against fascism And now we entertain An unholy American schism In which Americans plan With gleeful fanaticism To make every effort To maintain totalitarianism. For over two centuries We have sung of equality And the inalienable rights Of American humanity. We continue to fight now But it has become a calamity Because now we are fighting Within each of our families. Where are those killing fields? They are wherever we see The Master Race ignoring Peace, love and equality.
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 5:57 PM UTC
KILLING FIELDS OF THE USA
Where are those killing fields? They are wherever we see The Master Race ignoring Peace, love and equality. If you’re not white And your state is red, Don’t be surprised If you end up dead. As maybe some one Will beat on your head And demand to know What goes on in your bed. If you are any race But Holy Caucasian Like African or Inuit, Mexican or Asian That includes Islam And all such nations The bigots will hate On every occasion. Where are those killing fields? They are wherever we see The Master Race ignoring Peace, love and equality. In World War Two we Fought against fascism And now we entertain An unholy American schism In which Americans plan With gleeful fanaticism To make every effort To maintain totalitarianism. For over two centuries We have sung of equality And the inalienable rights Of American humanity. We continue to fight now But it has become a calamity Because now we are fighting Within each of our families. Where are those killing fields? They are wherever we see The Master Race ignoring Peace, love and equality.
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 5:57 PM UTC
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