.They landed in Manhattan
With rifles and hatchets
Screeching 'bout the living dead
Eatin' all the fodder>
Like there wasn't a tomorrow
As they feared, how they feared, how they feared
Sacajawea is gettin' meaner>
Nickle dime, nickle dime, nickle dime
It's such a long ro.
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