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Brenna Sahatjian - "What A Crock Of Shit!"
Lyrics to What A Crock Of Shit! : In Lutheran school when I was small in southern Californias hills of suburban sprawl they took us to the missions so we could see a little piece of our home states history Adobe bricks and Spanish names for titles and building styles white tour guides with nice neat benign smiles They told us how the Indians worked with the clay and how the fathers taught em how to pray and now I know that what was so sinister is what they didnt say It was forced labor, their native languages banned Forced religion and forcibly taken land Separated families, divine justifications Junipero Serra, some kind of saint of subjugation Looking back I wonder if my teachers thought everything was okay what about their precious Jesus and all that stuff they said he used to say' They forced us to sing those songs about love and tolerance well what a load of crap what a crock of shit. From the Mexican border to the central state we got these tourist attractions memorializing hate they use the mission style to build their expensive yuppy condos Its the new colonies borrowing the look of the old The missions forced dark skinned folks into labor and religion Now the KKKalifornia prisons continue the tradition makin em work and redeem themselves corporal punishment if they rebel Separating families, making money off it Every little need they have turns into someone elses profit But the truth is the system wants them there The truth is the system creates the conditions that puts em and keeps em in there And the truth is they got the rest of us accepting it by playing on our fear And the truth is its been this way for more than 500 years Thinkin back I wonder if my teachers thought it all was okay what about the high ideals of freedom all that stuff they use to say They forced us to read all about democracys supposed justice Well what a load of crap what a crock of shit [ What A Crock Of Shit! Lyrics ]
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