I don't want no foreign pricks to take my job away from me.
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My tax dollars paid their ransom. Would they do the same for me?
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I don't, I don't want them in my home.
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I don't, I don't want them finding me alone.
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They're commies, subhuman subversives.
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They're commies, they're human living curses.
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They got nowhere to go so let them drown,
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I don't want them around so let them drown.
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So let's bomb the boats and feed the fish.
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Gulls peck flesh from rancid stiffs decaying on the deep blue sea.
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Bits and pieces here and there, bomb them far from my country.
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Do you, do you want them in your home?
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Do you want them finding you alone?
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They got nowhere to go so let them blow.
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I don't want them around so let them drown.
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Let's bomb the boats and feed the fish,
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bomb the boats and feed their fucking flesh to the fish.
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Bomb The Boats
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