YOU MUST DIE You aimlessly lift and shoot your barrel, stagger back from the buckshot, and squint to look at what you’ve done. Yeee Haw yippie yo, yippie yo kay yay! It’s cowboys and Indians saddle and slay! Old time game to justify your claim. Coro The killing of millions of people Now you must die Genocide missions no longer justified Buy and sell, buy and sell on the homefront. High time sales, The poor front and buy what they cannot afford Strip malls, 99 cent stores, and whores recruiting for their wars, young lords to be, “all that they can be” Coro Die die cowboy die die! Die die cowboy die die! Die die cowboy die die! Die die cowboy die die! Cracker!!!