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Resistolero

God said to Job
You'll tear your clothes
You'll hang your head and weep
I'll do you in, I'll hurt you skin
Infect you with disease
And when you're on your knees, begging me for ease, I'll do as I please.
I'll say who are you to address me like you do?
I made all that you see.

Kumbaya

His boots march on, they're in this song
They're never far away
They're in your town, they beat the ground
They stamp upon the clay.
Our heads made hollow, we blindly follow, we show no sorrow.
Submit to his will for good or ill -
Who's not our friend is our enemy.

Oh Resistolero