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companies censored the truth 
It was once not about materialism and guns 
It had deep social meaning or was harmless fun 
It was once a narrative of struggle

Explicit shit in this bitch 
The clock's ticking
Ad hoc bombs outta moms kitchen 
Too proud, too American, too loud 
Too Western for the terrorists before we

didn't know they had hearts of stone
Frozen by Western Europe's cold
Also, there were scumbags among us
Willing to work for white conquerors honours

bones if you could not tell
But I'll find comfort in company
Lord forgive us, my boys and me

How we doin' Red Rocks?

'Cause we're having an all

Because it's a work of fiction
Just send me a train

I won't name and shame your company
But your trains head west
And your website calls you great

I dream 
Of a life worth living
I imagine all these great adventures
Can I go to the lake?
To the Western part of the state?
I want to go into