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They talk about fairness And honest wages. They talk about making it all right. They make jokes about work unions And they like to say it's all going to change Or they quite. But they are weak. I never heard George Washington Joke about the British. And I never heard Martin Luther say "Them white folks will get better" But I do remember men getting shot And throwing tons of tea into the Boston. We live in a weak place With sad people. We will never rise above. And that's that. We will die With the boot of Congress On our necks. And our children will curse Our weakness.
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