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The Egyptians knew from what they were worshipping
with almighty Ra
Ra-Atum
This great glorious ball o' fire
That has seen the arrogance of millions
rise and fall
The collapse of brilliance
The apocalyptic call.

All sun makes a desert true
Here we can drink martinis
and ponder the various methods
by which we will destroy ourselves

We will not need a Cortez, a Columbus, a Pizarro
to conquer this mess
Like Rome we will implode from within
The ghost of Santa Anna will lead them all
The great white man's burden will become
survival
in a sea of angry ignorance, greed and fear.

Oh fuck the American Dream
it's dead already
They're not here for that.
It's a sad lie
I'd rather give this great land back to the Cahuillas,
The Chumash
even the Spaniards
Than the fuck-ups who could barely hold on to it
for 20 some odd years.
You say you want a revolution yeah yeah.

You'll get yours.
Pray to your saints
that you don't become
that from which you've
so deserpately run.