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This is a song of labor day absurdity We don't Wear White after We've survived Wounded knee I don't confess to the mess of manIfest destIny YoU don't profess to second gUess the sin of slavery This is a dong of saber-laid subservience This is a dull machete come for piñata spaghetti This is an old america and a new mexico Acid tablets on the sandstone tongues of Calicoes This is a song of latter day saints and former night sinners This is a dear john letter from our addled baby sitters Standing on Standing rock Beneath a flaccid flag That leaks red white and blue sewage All of the time This is the dawning of our swan song water opera This is the sobbing of the tortured cop who shot ya He's knows he's just an armed minion of the ruling class Indentured servitude serves more money and more morass