.Here I am, just Uncle Sam and me.
Holding hands in our current poverty.
New York City, Washington DC.
It don't matter, it's all the same to me.
My militia, we ain't on TV.
Staying home, so don't you tread on me.
Mr. Bush, what you gonna do?
Had enough of your red white and blue..
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