Milk and Honey
The land of milk and honey
now only in your dreams
Was stolen by the masses
who think it's free, it seems
They say it's just a "band-aid"
till "we get on our feet"
But first we must, meet their demands
or they protest in the street
The protests turn to riots
the looting now begins
Destroying all that milk and honey
getting back at us for "sins
We should have listened to their cries
how could we, turn away
They only want what they deserve
and now we'll have to pay
Illegals come to help them
their bread and butter card
Immigrants are joining in
we made their life so hard
The bridge cards that we gave them
they call them plastic gold
The government won't rescind them
they'd rather they be sold
You walk away still wondering
how they're used for smokes and beer
And other things that are taboo
unchanged year after year
Excuse replaced integrity
with the never ending lies
It can not stop, there is no end
The storm that never dies.....
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