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My Home Town

My Home TownRawlins, Rawlins, ah Rawlins you're such an old whoreBeauty of my youth but now an eyesoreStreets filled with pickups and cheap camper shellsDriven by dense men who work the oil wells.Workdays give way to weekend wife beating'sAnd shots and beer and revival meetings.Winter so cold that eyes tear and tears freezeCracked lip hot dust summers, never a breeze. To ease the bitter pain endured to gainThe American dream. So they disdainImaginary welfare queens who screwOur red meat, anti-Red, Red White and BlueTaxpayers. And don't get me started on gays,Black helicopters and The End of Days.

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