Oh Say Can You See...
Apr 7, 2006 at 07:16AM Illegal
Illegal, I walk my head down low,
never look them in their eyes,
always do as I am told.
Never let them hear me sigh,
I miss my home and family,
the ones I left behind.
In the land of the brave, the home of the free,
illegal-- thats me.
They said all men are created equal--
they even wrote it down--
so does that make all men illegal?
Billy |
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