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1. YDmou seDe the ghost of the bDmuffalo moving both fierce and slow
liDke glittering prophesies, on the edge of the horizon.
As Dmyou drive glittering highways and beaten-up byways,
thDat straddle and girdle our great and many-faced nation.
YDmou see the lambs in the ghettos who worship their Gepettos,
believing in, never seeing, the strings they think bind themD.
SoDm we write to our congressmen with bleeding pens of the sorrow within,
and in return, they just send tickets to the latest Tom Hanks show. D
WelFcome to theG new WilDmd West,F each man fGor himselfD.
CFivilizeGd steeplCes, and lGonely peoFple, weGlcome tDmo the new Wild West.
2. There are sDmo many factions and cue-card reactions,
it's hard to keep clear the possibilities here,
'cause there's no force to uniteD them.
PrDmivilege has ruled for thousands of years,
wars have been fought with bibles and tears,
yet liberation can't deny the temptation, soon becomes the opDpressor.
ShoDmw me a leader who's fit to lead,
who don't sow his seed in anything wounded enough to breed,
because after all, what fun is power, if you can't act like a rDock star?
WelcFome to the new GWild WestDm, F each Gman for himseDlf.
F Civilized Gsteeples, and loCnely peGople, welFcome to theG new - -
AmLa la da da, Fla la la la Gda da. (2x)
3. As fDmor me, I've been petty, oh, and unkind, but I know my own mind,
and since it seems clear there's no one leading us here,
the only thing left it appears is
to task ourselves to be better each time, than those before us.
We'll bDme an army of thieves, of self-freed slaves,
of mild-mannered maids, we'll fight with whispers and blades,
so get ready, a new day is dawDning
WelFcome to the Gnew Wild WesDmt, F each mGan for himsDmelf.
A nFation of civiliGzed steepleCs, and loneGly people,
welFcome to tGhe new WildDm West.
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