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Dear Mr. President, I want you to know,
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I am deeper than you, listen and learn,
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My heart is a chapel, my head is a steeple,
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My arms are the people, and the people now yearn.
[Verse 2]
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I stand for the midget, I stand for the negro,
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I stand for the injun, all hopped up on booze,
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I stand for the jap, and I stand for the beaner,
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I stand, yes I do, for the christ-killin' jew.
[Verse 3]
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And I stand for the dyke, and I stand for the retard,
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I stand for the chinaman, washing my socks,
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I stand for the bum, and the pimp, and the bugger,
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And the cripple that lives, on my street in a box.
[Verse 4]
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To conclude, Mr. President, I'm not at all hesitant,
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To tell you I think, the first ladie's a fox,
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Her husband, the jerk off, has ruined my country,
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That's all for today, sincerely, D. Cox.