You come into this country
You can't get real jobs
Boats and boats and boats of you
Go home, you fuckin' slobs
Selling hot dogs on the corner
Selling papers in the street
Pushing, pulling, digging, sweating
Where you come from must be beat
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You always make us wait
You're the one's we hate
You can't communicate
Speak English or die
You don't know, what I want
You don't know, what I need
Why must I repeat myself
Can't you fuckin' read?
Nice fuckin' accents
Why can't you speak like me
What's that dot on your head
Do you use it to see ??
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