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Americans where is your president
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Bells in America lamented
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And the birds slowed its flight
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A Statue of Liberty all the gray
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Sadly for America wanders.
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She wanders amid the gloom of night,
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Leaving your hateful pedestal
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And he asked bitterly and harshly:
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Americans where is your president?
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Answer, stately ............
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Answer, skyscrapers floors
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How could you, America is ...
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How could you, America? Tell me!
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Again on picnics rushing machine,
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Broadway lights again dressed.
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But you answer right as men:
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Americans where is your president?
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You raise your torch to the sky,
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Speak as a woman and mother,
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Pierced the Statue of Liberty,
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And curse the freedom to kill!
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Americans, what you will be?
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Think at least for the moment!
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Let your conscience awakens you at night
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Americans where is your president? 1964
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