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The American Dream the good father wants to paddle it one way democracy it'sour gift to the savage the good father the holy saviour rests one hand on asmaller neighbour and we're nowhere close to getting what we need Father knowsbest we're going to kill you bulldozed with dollar bills paving over thebloody mash so much light to spread while the gore's still fresh we own thegovernment the crops the land your hearts and minds see the system works thedead just don't know it yet father knows best we're going to own you the goodfather stands tall waiting to embrace his smallest child and if you act fastwe promise you won't feel the pain.
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