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Southern Demons

I heard em laugh at me but yet I held my tongue Like snakes they crawl not knowing where they're from You can see it in their eyes I'm glad I left that place Demons in disguise an aweful evil race But now in yankton, I have found a piece of mind I thank my God that I barely see their kind Harlots of the south screaming blasphemy Deception from their mouths the audacity Forget the saying "southern hospitality" I know them all to well circumstantial abnormality!

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