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Bow down for the midwest blessing
Chicago typewriters start to sing
The days are long and the feeling sinks
We've been here far too long
We wash away the dread with even stiffer drinks
And when the fire spreads
Where will you fucking be?
I fucking hope right next to me
These buildings that we worship
Will become our fucking graves
We were born into anger and pain
A generation lost to the times
This is the timeline that god abandoned
This is how we wage war
No more war pigs have the power
This is a promise and a threat
Armored cars and tanks and guns
Come to take away our sons but
Every man must stand behind
The men behind the wire
Armored cars
Tanks and guns
The end of man
Soon will come