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Queen Daisy of the third district honeycomb sits upon her throne of amber studded sap, twiddling her thumbs and keeping her five beady eyes fixed on the slaves in her factory. Everyone has jobs to do,
Marxists and State commies working to smash the state, Do you know what you're fighting for? Besides the assembling of an equally bleak and evil State, of course? Shit flingers of Israel and Palestine,
A whispered word Rushing sun beneath my skin Like provenance   Sacrifice self for Construct of self-awareness Allow genesis
Panthers and Bolsheviks both had their day But Capitalist swine still have their way Into our cities they pump drugs and freeways And try to control us with bad pay and police But the people are rising
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