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Escalade
Even if you see it as a sad shade
It's the golden age
Even if a flood destroys yer garden
You'll get yerself a pardon
When the population shifts
Yer lonely as a revisionist
Touching fists with the evil empire
You'll still be drivin that escalade
Meanwhile I ride on an ass
Even when the authority rounds us up
You still be drinkin from that golden cup
Even as society collapses
You got rose colored glasses
When the population shifts
Yer lonely as a revisionist
Touching fists with the evil empire
You'll still be drivin that escalade
Meanwhile I ride on an ass
Blood of the Ram [2004]
Escalade