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Lyrics by: Gary Richrath
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Golden country Your face is so red With all of your money Your poor can be fed


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You strut around and You flirt with disaster Never really caring Just what comes after Well, your blacks are dying But your back is still turned And your freaks are crying But your back is still turned You better stop your hiding Or your country will burn The time has come For you, my friend To all this ugliness We must put an end Before we leave We must make a stand Mortgage people You crawl to your homes Your security lies in Your bed of white foam You act concerned but Then why turn away When a lady was raped On your doorstep today Well, your blacks are crying But your back is still turned And your freaks are dying But your back is still turned You better stop your hiding Or your country will burn The time has come For you, my friend To all this ugliness We must put an end Before we leave We must make a stand Oh, yeah Golden country Your face is so red With all of your money Your poor can be fed You strut around and You flirt with disaster Never really caring Just what comes after Well, your blacks are dying But your back is still turned And your freaks are crying But your back is still turned You better stop your hiding Or your country will burn Well, the time has come For you, my friend To all this ugliness We must put an end Before we leave We must make a stand Oh, yeah The time has come For you, my friend To all this ugliness We must put an end And before we leave We must make a stand Must, we must make a stand Oh, yeah

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