These fluorescent lights are dim and dull
and all the elvators full
bored of the tug-of-war between the bear and bull
!Geronimo!
Our country, 'tis for thee we bleed
Our huddle masses now in need
While on the Hill
They've got their fill
fat and drunk with greed
Say 'goodgye' to your alibi
Pull yourself outta limbo
Time to sing a new battle cry
Throw open your windo
Step into the blue sky
We go!
!Geronimo!
Headlong into everything we go!
!Geronimo!
Who's that fat cat lyin' on my bed?!
Who's that fat cat flyin'
out the window...
Limbs akimbo
There he goes
!Geronimo!

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