This Land is the orphan kiddie Of the group with their stars in the Flag, And it's looked on Outside as an alien, Where its treatment makes honest men gag. It's treated the same as the harlot...
The home of the tin can and dog, A waste of snow, ice, and moss. The graveyard of ambitions, The by-word for hell, The home of the famed double cross. Men come here for gold, Ambitious for wealth...