One day I’ll stand
at the furthest point East
on the coast of Maine
I thought I had so much
to be afraid of
so much pain
I had a rush without substance
or special technique
I’m gonna rock this
motherfucker down to Chesapeake
then drive wild
all night up the
Coast of Maine
Run run rebel scum
refuse to conform
or obey authority
admit submit
to the domain
of our plurality
if the fuckers start
to march down
from Toronto
You know we Minnesotans
Gonna hit that pronto
We’ll give them New England
what
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