LADY LIBERTY
We're dismantling Lady Liberty today.
We're shipping her back to France.
She's just too much in our way,
And we can't take a chance.
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Look at those pages in her hand.
The date is that of the Declaration.
It proclaims equality in this land
For all, throughout the nation.
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Can't have any of that.
Not in this land of the free.
No real American proclaims that as fact.
The real truth is plain to see.
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Some are more equal than others.
Some are born to run this country.
Some are born from the right mothers.
Some rule in this land of the free.
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She welcomes people of all classes.
And that poem at her base?
"Give me your huddles masses,"
No matter the race.
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We want none of that here.
No welcoming the tired and the poor,
No welcoming riffraff from far and near,
No welcoming just anyone in the door.
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And she's standing on broken chains,
Standing on shattered shackles.
That really gives us pains,
That raises our hackles.
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Those chains keep people in their places.
Shackles are useful tools.
They keep down those unwelcome races,
They keep down all those fools.
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So, she's just too much trouble.
No more of this "Mother of Exiles."
We were going to reduce her to rubble,
Then those weeping Francophiles
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Said, "Ship her back to France."
So we're dismantling her today.
We just can't take the chance
That she'd get in our way.
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