I’m drawing a hard line
with a firm hand
and I’ll work my way backwards from it
back into the promised land
I’ve been fooled
And misled
My God the sands of destiny
The handful we’ve been fed
I will not step back
from my hard line
I will cast away what’s spent
and cleave to what is mine
I will live a hardliner’s life
of austere hedonism
I will be the new American
I will cure this mortal schism
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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