Try to get a job, that's what they say but all the jobs are gone, and we have to pay They come in the huge boats, too many to count Our country's pilling up, it's starting to mount
[Chorus:] Please - I want to work Get out - you miserable jerk Go home - to your flea-bitten life Or I - will use my knife!!!
Id like to get a gun, put a hole in their head Crush 'em to the ground, pound until they're dead, You can't understand them, "What did you say?" Get out of my space, I'll do it my way
[Chorus:] [Solos: J.D., M.S.]
They're everywhere you go, you cannot get free All they want is money, from you and me Why are they here? We'll never know Kick them all out and then we can grow
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