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  1. The America that I claimed once as my country is dead and buried. The monstrosity that exists now isn’t worth pissing on – except for the lingering goodies. Yea, I’m hear for the goodies just like all those non-white invaders out there sucking up the goodies. Get it while it lasts you cretins – before you turn it into one big pile of crap like the sinkholes from which you came. By invaders I mean the so-called legal and otherwise. I mean, what’s in a name? A crapped on rose by any other name would smell as foul.

  2. Some lyrics that never made the final cut:

    I am a real American
    Fight for the rights of every man!
    The nigger, the spic, the Jap, the Jew
    Fight for the rights of Muslims too!

    I am a real American
    Fight for the rights of every man!
    Fight for the rights of fag-gots too,
    My place of birth is quite a zoo!

    I am a real American
    Fight for the rights of every man
    I drive a car and live in a can
    I eat fast food and tacos, man!

    I am a real American
    Fight for the rights of every man!
    I am fat and tired and old
    It’s too bad my soul I sold!

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