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of Jingoism Soul of peace O ye votaries of Mars Ares; Enyo, the Jingoists War mongers, mercenaries whose haughty hearts; the killing field Hence derive war
on America or Europe's plight Arrogant and jingoist is the one who sees our culture as the center Of God's work as if His hand does not exist in other lands
the jingoists more Peaceful protesters ended up On the cutting room floor Nintendo© casualties of the ratings war More bombs dropped than in World War II
Looking to tunnel through your molehill Hey you jingoist with your fervent zeal Clap your hands onto those sallow faces Bring up the blood from their
Journeyman Jaywalker Joy-rider Jackanapes Gibbering Jolterhead Juvenile Jabbering Jokery Jockeying Jocular Jury-rigged Jiggery Jingoist
of suffering built by Gods and monsters (we are their tools), how long will they profiteer atop the mountains of our dead? False flag bearing jingoists, herded
Jingoist picnic in July And when we finally burn through the fog Your cat and your dog will be falling from the sky I think it's gonna rain. I think it's
La-da-da-da Da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da Yippie, yuppie They bring their athleisure This is an anti-Cali jingoist jingle We got to build
who we thought we were and now, does it matter anyway? Oh, were we ever who we thought we were and now, does it matter anyway? Did I see a jingoist
of privilege isn't a plight Lost privilege is not a plight Lost privilege is not a plight Lost privilege is not a plight Fuck jingoists and paid hypocrites Our
concentrated on the negative liked the jingoists more peaceful protesters ended up on the cutting room floor Nintendo© casualties of the ratings war More bombs
a pessimist Kanye a jingoist given a platform to swell up his egoist Shelter of cowardice hiding with Eva and swallowing cyanide capsules for breakfast Let's
All is gone Nothing learned Smoking gun The hatchet man has come undone Eat the pain Smoking gun Psychotic reaction Judgment day countdown Jingoist war
Try to turn away From the spectacle of living everyday The fear you cultivate The jingoist hysteria The lust for blood for god and state
all our sky Dear mr murdoch you're a dangerous chap With your jingoist lingo we're drowning in crap Dear mr murdoch where are you coming from?
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