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National Debt
(album: Don´t Tread On Me)
Like a chicken running without its head, Our country´s debt is to its dead
Under a sky so cold and gray, The youth of our country died before their day
Not more than kids they stood for the flag, The government sent them home in bags
Those young Americans will never see their homes, Now they sleep under gardens of stone
