Gift Eaters - Harvey Milk | Текст песни

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"This is a battlecry!" he said.
"This is war!" they cried...
...and with that they marched. Red flags waving, storming the faggot city.
The bottles and rocks flew, and the preacher's on his pedestal, and he's crying...
"Don't you faggots know you ruined my country!"
The bricks and bottles started to fly, and they say they'll win this war.
"It's just a little friendly fire, you'll thank us when we save your soul"
And they say that god is love, well what kid of love is.

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