Lyrics Propagandhi - Victory lap When the flames engulfed The home of the brave Stampede toward the border was in vain Faces palmed, faces paled As the wall they said would make them great could not be scaled.(victory lap) When the free-market Fundamentalist steps on a roadside bomb outside Kandahar Bleeding to death I swear to Ayn Rand I'll ask if he needs an invisible
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