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Dead Giveaway
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Your Own Broadway
How can you call this 'your' country everyday? What did you do for it besides joining the N.R.A? How can you call this your homeland? It's a stage in your own Broadway Your territory where just your kids may grow A piece of planet, why YOU own it still remains unknown How can you call this - like sitting shotgun in a van you drive alone
You found confidence in borderlines and in labeling every race And now your source for hating immigrants and your fear keep up the pace Deep inside your narrow mind
You're gonna get another thing coming We'll erase the border lines While the pole ice melts we watch the tides You'll be the refugee
How can you call this 'your' country everyday? What did you do for it besides just being born in vein? Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com How can you call this your homeland? It's a stage in your own Broadway Your territory where just your kids may grow Where your ancestors killed a race so you can call it home How can you call this - like sitting shotgun in a van you drive alone
We watch the tides You're gonna get another thing coming You may open up your big surprise We'll erase the border lines You're the refugee You're m.c.d.d You're the leprosy of a better world
We're in your zone Now we're all front row, staying seated, laughing at your show
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