.They were digging a new foudation in Manhattan
And they discovered a slave cemetary there
May their souls rest easy
Now that lynching is frowned upon
And we've moved on to the electric chair>
And I wonder who's gonna be president, tweedle dum or tweedle dummer?
And who's gonna.
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