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Well I thoroughly doubt that you?d enjoy
A 3-month trip on a leaky plank of wood.
Only to find out that when you arrived
You?re considered a threat to national security

And I?d like to see you go
through half the shit that they?ve been through
But Instead I see you criticising them

And I?d like to see how you?d hold up,
In a struggle for survival in your war torn home land
A constant threat of war, violence and terror
Is a concept I?m not sure you understand

But with racist jokes and stereotypes you laugh along with the rest
They?re locked in refugee camps and you claim it?s for the best

Cause everyone?s an immigrant and I?m tired of all your racist shit

There?s a fine line between national pride and racist bigotry
You?re ignorant if you deny we grew from the same seeds.
Convicts, immigrants, Asylum seekers, refugees. ? We?re all the same.
We?re all the same.

It doesn?t sound like any place that I would wanna live
The population just has no idea.
An unnaccepting nation so concerned with self-image.
Exclusion, segregation, sport and beer.

There?s a fine line between national pride and racist bigotry
You?re ignorant if you deny we grew from the same seeds.
Convicts, immigrants, asylum seekers, refugees ? We?re all the same.

----------------submitted by Maycol Vargas

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