L’America

by grimbeau

So...
friendly strangers came to town
now guess what you did
you made enemies of them
go find yourselves
smart ass fair weather friends
you ain't riders on the storm
your just pishogues
in the solar wind
so that's what pinko lefties
bang on about till your sick
of hearing it any more
...and the sky is wide
just like in the old days when
people used to dream on you

 

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