yo, this all came one time , when I was on a back, going back to Los Angeles coming somewhere else and I sat next to lady, and she was telling me some things, you know I remember her verbatum but I do some of the things she said it was like she
Life as we know it is about to 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 longer fit to make good She is completely and void of any vision 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 devil and she hates other
Ms America, the the free Fallen the cracks I wish that you see
She buried her misery within it's obvious you have no for me
why you caught up in the of America In the stomach of Broken in the of America in the of America in the of America in the of America in the spirit of America In the old of America
Ms America, you've been a very bad you disgraced humanity in the eyes of the world has took you over- you're not the mirror of your reflection is quite she makes so many she keep she neglected to mother her so don't sleep they out for justice and then weep not to blame, Ms America, it's you reap
The of your inventions to as all the of your intentions to us all you should have in to nature and to the only a matter of time before you
the you should have worked out in your first some of your own advice and psychology you've all morale and the I'm sorry but I accept apology
I'm up in the belly of In the stomach of down in the of America In the of America in the brain of in the of America in the wicked of America In the old of America
Oh Ms. So attractions has yet to responsibility for her we work around within and adaptions so you can let freedom your factions
How can people be hungry when there's a within your home you've them worthless
Damn police the state and make us even though some and join your
you're presidency's the joke but the laugh I always the gun smoke on your I think I should a telegraph to your Amerika, down and dirty you a bath
So tell your secret don't be this taught by socrates or freud this is simply work you can't every nation ever built has destroyed
we caught up in the belly of In the stomach of down in the bowels of In the garbage of in the of America in the body of in the good ole spirit of In the old soul of