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Immigrants
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Song Lyrics Verse 1
Our founding fathers
In their graves are turning
What the hell is happening
To their beloved country
Came here as immigrants themselves
Now immigrants are being told no
And being sent back to hell
At the executive order
From a spoiled brat
Not fit to sit
Where other presidents
Have sat
Chorus
America the beautiful
To immigrants
Used to be useful
A land in trouble
Needs help on the double
But who will save us
From this hell
Verse 2
A country in chaos
No longer the country
About which
We have all been taught
Protests growing
The president always lying
As everything just gets
More and more crazy
But everything is fine
Just remember it's going
To be just fine
Say the puppets
To the blind
Chorus
