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We are alone
And all is one
The father, daughter devil and son
They deal in art
The art of the deal
They sing Sieg Heil in aisles of high heels
Big cyber-weapon little traitor in chief
He's got a big black dog on a leash
One man's grace is another man's bullet
Bullshit beams from the bully pulpit
No regret for the bounty they've taken
The pigs must feed on their rasher of bacon
Big cyber-weapon little traitor in chief
He's got a big black dog on a leash
Big cyber-weapon little traitor in chief
He's got a big black dog on a leash
I'll be right here when I disappear
I'll be right here when I disappear
I'll be right here when I disappear
I'll be right here when I disappear
I'll be right here when I disappear
I'll be right here when I disappear
I'll be right here when I disappear
I'll be right here when I disappear
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