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The War At Home

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Run, cover
Here comes la migra
Run, cover
Here comes the cops
Hiding in shadows, here comes la migra
Two days in the desert, here comes the pigs

We came as inmates through Ellis Island
We spread as a virus that killed through this fine land
A nation of subjugation and alienation
Black, yellow, Indonesian, Puerto Rican and Haitan

A chain of command and they're all under orders
While many slave and die to cross invisible borders
I challenge with one simple solution
Tear down the walls, rise up, revolution
Revolution, revolution, revolution

Go, go, go

The war at home, the war's abroad
All soaked in blood and lies and fraud
The genocide that we ignore is right outside your fucking door
Conquistadors across the seas have come ashore to spread disease
Imprisoned in suburban homes you will rot sick and die alone

Run, cover
Here comes la migra
Run, cover
Here comes the cops
Hiding in shadows, here comes la migra
Two days in the desert, here comes the pigs

Capital and National aligned and intertwined
First (First) world (Wide) wealth confined
To the business aligned allies and the G8 defined
Exploitation, exposition, resource request denied
Diffuse, resist, react and refuse
React, reject, collest and abuse
Border patrol sets out to condition and control
Slay el cabellero before it affects the status quo, go

Revolution, revolution, revolution

The war at home, the war's abroad
All soaked in blood and lies and fraud
The genocide that we ignore is right outside your fucking door
Conquistadors across the seas have come ashore to spread disease
Imprisoned in suburban homes you will rot sick and die alone

Run, cover
Here comes la migra
Run, cover
Here comes the cops
Here comes the cops
Here comes the cops
Here comes the cops

To live without a heart
Another migrant family is torn apart
The xenophobia's here
But life inside a bubble that is full of fear
Will crush your soul inside
Another empty shell full of national pride
To live inside a cage
Cutting grass or washing dishes for a slavery wage
Cutting grass or washing dishes for a slavery wage
Let's go

The war at home, the war's abroad
All soaked in blood and lies and fraud
The genocide that we ignore is right outside your fucking door
Conquistadors across the seas have come ashore to spread disease
Imprisoned in suburban homes you will rot sick and die alone



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