yo, all came about one time , when I was on a plane back, going back to Los from somewhere else and I sat next to this lady, and she was telling me some things, you I don't her verbatum but I do remember some of the she said it was this she
Life as we know it is to change I smell it within the air, the is getting strange Drugged up sedated and from the pain The sickness in has spread to her brain
She is no fit to make good decisions She is completely blind and void of any She hard and she keeps her concious mind in prison Therefore she's for the ultamite collision
She can no longer hide the on her face the innocence now is hard to replace she has no shame, no or any grace She embraces the and she hates other race
Ms America, the beautiful the within the cracks I that you could see
She buried her misery within it's obvious you have no for me
That's why you up in the belly of In the of America down in the of America in the of America in the brain of in the of America in the wicked spirit of In the old of America
Ms America, you've a very bad girl you nearly disgraced humanity in the eyes of the has took you over- you're not the mirror image of reflection is quite she so many promises she keep she neglected to her young so they sleep they scream out for and they weep not to blame, Ms America, it's you reap
The of your inventions to as all the traged of intentions to us all you have gave in to nature and to the it's only a matter of you fall
the things you have worked out in your first some of your own advice and psychology you've destroyed all and the I'm but I don't accept apology
I'm up in the belly of In the of America down in the bowels of In the garbage of in the of America in the of America in the wicked spirit of In the old of America
Oh Ms. So much has yet to take for her we work around sytem and adaptions so you can let ring within your
How can people still be when there's a suffering your home you've made worthless
Damn near the state and make us though some conform and join service
you're presidency's the biggest but the laugh I always the gun smoke on your I think I should a telegraph to your Amerika, you're and dirty you need a
So tell your secret don't be this wasn't taught by or sigmund this is simply god's you avoid every nation built has been destroyed
cause we up in the of America In the of America down in the of America In the of America in the brain of in the of America in the good ole of America In the old of America