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Flag Burning DakotaThere are precisions,And we must protect to win the competition I fought two brides maids, Until Montenegro we're bold I am sure I am yearning, A fidelity and for bid and yearning Expell this citation, And fortake the end of the mold Can you hear me?! Sweat on the brow of what I have designed Can you hear me?! See for the time of which I'd die Can you hear me?! Blood on the face of the bread winner's tie Sweat on the face of the white eyed desire Skyscraper signals Whisper the ideals of Marx and Engels Rushed out with ginseng Whose faces will be burning coals And though I am burning Two shall not meet inside of minds that are yearning I'll fill your pockets with candy, So that for once i may dance Can you hear me?! Sweat on the brow of what I've designed |