Alright. Hey, hey what do you I come a place called the U.S. of A. Ho, ho do you know? Hop in my car and go.
Well is a song for America, of the red, white, and blue. Land of Monroe and James Dean, Apple pie, baseball, and gasoline, And if you don't love her you.
Beloved by all Tikrit to Beijing, If the world were a we'd be homecoming king. Worshiped by France and by Vietnam, thinks we're the bomb.
Oh, this is a for America, of the red, white, and blue. Land of Monroe and James Dean, Apple pie, baseball, and gasoline, SUVs, handguns, and US magazine, And if you love her, fuck you.
Our human record is something of note: We all our slaves and gave women the vote. equal forever, always, Unless you're one of gays.
Oh, is a song for America, of the red, white, and blue. Land of Marilyn Monroe and Dean, Apple pie, baseball, and gasoline, SUVs, handguns, and US magazine, Low-carb diets and fast cuisine, And if you don't her fuck you.
To all nations, to those in turmoil, We'll you kill despots, we'll help you drill oil, And if you don't our help, that's ok We're in anyway.
Oh, is a song for America, of the red, white, and blue. Land of Marilyn Monroe and Dean, Apple pie, baseball, and gasoline, SUVs, handguns, and US magazine, diets and fast food cuisine, cocaine, Abu Ghraib, and nicotine, Swindling CEOs off clean, all hopped up on amphetamine, Nipples get NC-17, FEMA and levies and Hurr'cane George great rolling war machine. I think we're in trouble, don't
It seem I don't think our country's so great, But intolerance, bigotry, what I hate. folks are honest and decent and true, Peaceful, compassionate, through and through. That's it means to be red, white, and blue, And if you don't so fuck you, If you don't think so you.