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Nigger, nigger, tell them lies. Blackface and bloodshot eyes. Crooked nose and crooked nose. That's the way a nigger goes. That's how he goes. They're marching for equality. They'll never be as good as me. We won't let them integrate. We must always segregate. Keep them in their place. Oh, Martin Luther's got to go. That's one thing that we all know. We'll take him riding on a rail and lock him in the county jail. Hard feathering. Nigger, nigger, tell them lies. Blackface and bloodshot eyes. Crooked nose and crooked nose. That's the way a nigger goes. Niggers want to change our ways, but taxes they don't ever pay. Funky lips and kinky hair. Living off that old welfare. Got their hands out. They might as well give us a fight. No federal judge can make them white. The job is up to you and me. Let's beat the NAACP. Move them north. Nigger, nigger, tell them lies. Blackface and bloodshot eyes. Crooked nose and crooked nose. That's the way a nigger goes.
