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Little Bighorn II
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Geronimo and the Chircahuas Are uniting for the dance tonight Biafra and the Mohicans Ottawas and Mumia All the kids of the city None helps you in this world But its you that has to prepare Cause the Indians of the citys prepare an attack The Atztecs with their molotovs And the Mayas with rotten eggs Against Uncle Sam and his marines We dance We dance trough the streets We dance the dance of the Sioux We dance the pogo of the revenge For 600 years of rape and unjustice We dance against Columbus, dumbest man ever alive Against Pizzaro, forefather of Bushs stupidity Against all rich that don’t care about us Against racial prejudice And against war hungry politicians We are invincibel Cause we’re your future And there’s nothing you can do against it So dance with fury and with rage Until we can dance all together And have fun America A big insane theatre of shatterd dreams Clowns in expensive suits Dancing through the streets Telling everyone how great they are But when night comes They sit at home Kissing a wife good night A wife who only married cause of the money And they cry like soft mad children That’s the american dream Beyond the Staples Center you can see america With it’s dieing poor and edging disgrace Caught in a system where the rich get richer And the poor get fucked over and out That’s the american dream And you can’t escape it There it lies The way to Belsen Disapering in the distance Screms are brought with the wind Trains come rushing by Endless trains The horror which guides them Can be felt in the foul smelling air Hollow faces stare trough the doors Eyes filled with suicidal thoughts Children crying Mother’s begging And men doing nothing No will to fight The horror blocks their sight.
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