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