Cancion : The Great American Going Out Of Business Sale
Artista : Dillinger Four
Album : Midwestern Songs Of The Americas
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We were raised to be just what we are, in case you didn't know
If I offered up to you some proof, would you let your anger show?
Or would you put your mind to sleep, kept warm by simple novelties
And a history that's really not your own?
Is freedom just a privilege of hatred guaranteed?
Is compassion just a second thought of hope brought to its knees?
Can dignity see fit to work past all it doesn't want to see?
Seven guns for degradation
Three cheers for cruel tradition
Red, white, and black eyes forever
Somewhere south of respect tonight, this tension's wrapped up nice and tight
The static's felt but never makes a sound
A man finds nothing left to eat, another sells his body for a place to sleep
As Klansmen flood a conference hall downtown
This TV has the answers, let fashion have your eyes
This job is your achievement, this Bible is your pride
Can dignity see fit to try and fix what it knows fear can't hide?
Seven guns for degradation
Three cheers for cruel tradition
Red, white, and black eyes forever
I think of a story my father told me
About a fella he know in the Army
The Pentagon traded him checks for both his legs
"Fuck the States" was the last thing father heard he had said
Still it's said that this war was won
Well, I refuse to be just another dead nation's bastard son
I have eyes that see, I have a mind that thinks
I have a mouth that speaks and goddamn, it will
Because I've had enough of all this shit
About making do and playing ball, the way things are and dealing with it
Mixing pop and politics
He asks me what the use is
I'm not into making excuses
And I'll die the day I find them fucking useless


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