Rio de San Atlanta, Manitoba

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Our cities seem to function quite the same Sweeping ghettos under one big rug makes them easy to contain So the upper-middle class can sleep And convince themselves that trickle-down will solve this poverty Murderers walk our streets Their weapons are their pens, desks, policies And P.R. campaigns fed by the spoils of war Against the "lazy, shiftless" populations of the poor This system cannot be reformed