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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