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By Propagandhi, Drains her fifth and spits out a greek translation. She
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By Propagandhi, We stood our ground waiting for the fight to begin.
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By Propagandhi, Dickheads shit-talk, huddled single-file
First-world frat-boys and prairie skinheads
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By Propagandhi, In which god's name will we be killed? Who's most
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By Propagandhi, Suburbs tremble again, fearing the have-nots at the window, collecting
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By Propagandhi, words cant do justice to pain seems like they cant
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By Propagandhi, Sleeping masters roused to burning homes from beds.
Steeping toddlers plucked
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By Propagandhi, This tangled web we weave spans from Pine to Ruby
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By Propagandhi, weight on your shoulders is heavy, you've been suppressing these
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By Propagandhi, In My Arms
All through the years you were my hero
My
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By Propagandhi, fine day in river heights, fine day for your skateboards
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By Propagandhi, heard a song and i counted out loud the two-steps,
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By Propagandhi, your hips are swaying and your eyes are saying that
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By Propagandhi, when fred and barney rubble (please kill me) indoctrinate me
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By Propagandhi, you speak of rastafari, but how can you justify belief
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By Propagandhi, "knowledge dispels fear!" yeah, i hear you loud and clear,
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By Propagandhi, hey hannah, how's it going? can i borrow some records
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By Propagandhi, all answers seem to come to easily, to you the
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By Propagandhi, there was nothing remotely romantic about it. no hand-me-down sob-stories,
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By Propagandhi, the best thing i ever saw on tv was that
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By Propagandhi, thought, word and deed once sloganeered, a reaction undefined, the
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By Propagandhi, We are the tyrants, messengers of Satan
We pledge you all
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By Propagandhi, hello, this is jord from propagandhi here. uh, besides the
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By Propagandhi, When I've had enough, I'll get a pick-up truck and
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By Propagandhi, i hid inside my room like a fucking coward (what?
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By Propagandhi, He's a good boy, he loves his mama
He loves
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By Propagandhi, "publicly subsidized! privately profitable!" that's the anthem of the upper-tier
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By Propagandhi, A new iron curtain drawn across the 49th parallel. Cut
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By Propagandhi, This isn't business, its our hope and its our voice.
You're
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By Propagandhi, Look at our collection of hands, heads and feet to
