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Immigrants, we get the job done !

Death doesn’t discriminate

Between the sinners

And the saints

It takes and it takes and it takes

And we keep living anyway

We rise and we fall

And we break

And we make our mistakes

And if there’s a reason I’m still alive

When everyone who loves me has died

I’m willing to wait for it

I’m willing to wait for it

My dog speaks more eloquently than thee!

But strangely, your mange is the same

Is he in Jersey?

For the revolution!

You'll be back

Soon you'll see

You'll remember you belong to me

You'll be back

Time will tell

You'll remember that I served you well

Oceans rise, empire fall

We have seen each other through it all

And when push comes to shove

I will send a fully armed battalion to remind you of my love

Then I remember my Eliza's expecting me

Not only that, my Eliza's expecting

We gotta go, gotta get the job done

Gotta start a new nation, gotta meet my son

You published the letters she wrote you

You told the whole world

How you brought this girl into our bed

In clearing your name

You have ruined our lives