Oh what the hell?
Who are these Indians?
I bought this land and its payin me dividends.
Who cares if they were here before I was?
It's nothing that guns and funds can't cure, because
I'm planting drills instead of seeds,
'Cause fuck the people and fuck their needs,
and fuck the water that's giving them life,
'Cause I'll make a million dollars, maybe five.
And why pay a tax when I'm comfortably seated on American Backs?
And I'm taking on the bucks and I'm giving zero fucks about you.
(I don't care about America. I'm not scared of the environment. Just where is my retirement?)
I'll drain the swamp; get the money out of Washington.
'Cause all that I want is to be the only swampy one.
And why should I be stopped by Indians and hippies,
While I drain that swamp into the Mississippi?
I don't give a single flying fuck about you.
released January 26, 2017
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