Testo di Poor Midget

Two thousand years of persecution They took you in an institution In your member, so much ether I'm the first one to have discovered All the torments that fep up your fear Just cause you're short Your right's not worth The grip of death is your fate Cause nobody can really Fight against the states In the southwest is your quest All these embryos Here in El Paso I know, I Know Stop the bleeding And fulfill your dream And you share you midget pride Dwarves reunite it's time to fight Take back all that's been Taken from you By the sea or by the sky Answer to a far away cry Taking over El Paso Give the world what's left to show And at last they would know Nothing down yet for the midget Finally we are free Now the truth is out and I agree