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He sent the troops home back from the jungle
and made peace with the bodies in the Congo
With Castro sitting in the water
he said there ain't no use to make of another slaughter.
He had a dream of hands held together
and now those hands are pointed up out there
Pointed up to where they heard the final shot from
and in an instant a mans dream came undone
Did you ever find the fucking Promised Land?
And it's sad that history is written
by the ones who are still alive.
And it's sad that history ain't written
by the ones who've already died.
With children starving on all of our continents,
here at home we have food eating contests
The law of the land is still governed by the idiots
and all your morals placed into the hands of your religions.
I didn't know that eating was a privilege.
And it's sad that history is written
by the ones who are still alive.
And it's sad that history ain't written
by the ones who've already died.

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The Mega Yeah Nazareth, Pennsylvania

We used to be four normals. That was until we sent our money to Robert Tilton and he filled us with the Warrior Spirit sent down from the ionosphere. That's when we became the most powerful force in the known universe, The Mega Yeah!

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