Get them out and close the borders
This is what you say, To hell with strangers,
I just wish one of them strangers
Will stand up when you look down at him
With scorn on organized private tour
And smash your well-fed face,
Kick you down and slash your throat.
You'll understand what I really think of you,
When I smile and say One less bastard on earth

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