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Capitalist society, capitalist pigs. Painted faces under plastic wigs. You own a fleet of expensive cars Each one has its own well stocked bar Stop eating donuts, start eating beans, You look more like a communist if you're lean. Put on a hard hat, preferrably red, To keep the nightsticks from your head. One red-blooded American was known to have said The only good commie is one that's dead. Is your favorite color red? You don't want money. You don't want fame. You want everybody to be the same. If your plan don't work I'm to blame, 'Cause I want money and I want fame. Eat a yippie, I wanna be rich! You can't call me a hypocrite! I'm sick and tired of being poor! I don't wanna be middle class anymore! One red-blooded American was known to have said The only good commie is one that's dead. Is your favorite color red? Before you pillage, Rape, and rob... Who the hell is this guy named Bob? |
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