Alright. Hey, hey what do you I come from a 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, pie, baseball, and Shell gasoline, And if you don't her fuck you.
Beloved by all Tikrit to Beijing, If the world a school we'd be homecoming king. Worshiped by France and by Vietnam, thinks we're the bomb.
Oh, is a song for America, of the red, white, and blue. Land of Marilyn 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 one of them gays.
Oh, is a song for America, of the red, white, and blue. Land of Marilyn and James Dean, Apple pie, baseball, and gasoline, SUVs, handguns, and US magazine, Low-carb diets and food cuisine, And if you don't love her you.
To all nations, to those in turmoil, We'll help you kill despots, we'll help you oil, And if you want our help, that's ok coming in anyway.
Oh, this is a for America, of the red, white, and blue. Land of Monroe and James Dean, pie, baseball, and Shell gasoline, SUVs, handguns, and US magazine, Low-carb and fast food cuisine, cocaine, Abu Ghraib, and nicotine, Swindling CEOs off clean, all hopped up on amphetamine, Nipples get NC-17, FEMA and and Hurr'cane Katrine George Bush's great war machine. I think in trouble, don't you?
It might I don't think our country's so great, But intolerance, bigotry, greed's I hate. Most folks are honest and and true, Peaceful, compassionate, through and through. what it means to be red, white, and blue, And if you don't think so you, If you don't think so you.