The American Dream the good father wants to peddle I tone way democracy it's our gift to the savages the good father the holy savior rest one hand on a smaller neighbor and We're nowhere close to getting what we need Father knows best we're going to own you father knows best we're going to kill you bulldozed with dollar bills paving over the bloody mash so much light to spread while the gore's still fresh we own the government the crops the land your hearts and mind see the system works the dead just don't know it yet the good father stands tall waiting to embrace his smallest child and if you act fast we promise you won't feel the pain.
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Good Father Lyrics

Born Against – Good Father Lyrics