Nunca کے بول

Mother of exiles, the torch of hope In the toss of the tempest, threw us medicine's rope But the brazen giant, within the stride Blocks the golden door, to the US of Lies (Screaming) Fuck your huddled masses Scrub our floors, cut our grasses I am a wolf, a wild cur Cut from the pack, with blood on my fur Every howl marks the dead Cause a beaten dog Never forgets Broke our brown backs, chasing Mr White's dream That Bill of Rights was just a pyramid scheme We clawed to the middle, and pray for the end Don't let our children's children grow up to be them Fuck your pale senority Go build your walls We own the majority I am a wolf, a wild cur Cut from the pack, with blood on my fur Every howl marks the dead Cause a beaten dog Never forgets I am a wolf, a wild cur Cut from the pack, with blood on my fur Every howl marks the dead Cause a beaten dog Never forgets