.They landed in Manhattan
With rifles and hatchets
Stinking like the living dead
Eatin' local fauna
Like there wasn't a tomorrow
As they fed how it bled, how it bled
Sacajawea is gettin' meager>
Nickel dime, nickel dime, nickel dime
It's such a long road that we tr.
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