Last month I got a letter from a Japanese exchange student
he said "I like your label and your music,
but you really should stop talking about the problems
of a racist country called United States Of America.
I've been in school in Minnesota for the last few years
and I've felt no hate, no hate for my differences. How about it?"
so angry, angry I sat down and wrote this song to tell you how I feel
my brothers shot for all of us
more grave than butchered cattle lining up
how brave to live with blinders on
you're living in a drunken college fairyland
