...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
more to follow later was today the day the fools rushed in, I don't want to remember so much cruelty, there is no cause enough to justify killing from the sky... afraid to look the children in the eye?... that is the trouble with the holier than thou folk who will tell you they will kill you to save you and it's alright because you will meet their god in the sky after you die while they live on taking what you left behind... wouldn't you rather still be alive? and the gipper came back to haunt you pull his zipper down and stuck you good see the missionaries and the business men moving into your neighborhood take off your turban unwrap your long yamica stop squinting your eyes sons of sony yamaha take a lesson from the red man might makes right and history rewritten to suit the victors and they'll call it destiny manifest destiny (beware of the white man's ego) of course the survivors will than the victors for setting them free and for a while pretend it's not just another kind of tyranny sometimes I'd rather honest hate and open cruelty than those who condemn you with a smile and all they call holy the most dangerous fools are those who leave no room for the possibility that they may be wrong. |
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