Luyện nghe bài hát UNCLE SAM GODDAMN

Ah, The name of this song is sam goddamn
It's a show tune but the show been written for it yet.
Were gonna see if Tony Jerome and the band can maybe work shit out for me
Straighten me out right
I it so far man
Yeah on, lets go

to the united snakes
Land of the thief, of the slave
Grand imperial where the dollar is sacred

Come on lets do shit for real now
and mirrors, stripes and stars
Stoner for the in the name of god
Bloodshed, genocide, rape and
to the pages of the law, good lord
The continent, latch key child
Ran away one day and acting foul
of where the wild things are, Daddy's proud
Cos' the empire done passed it down.
Import and torture the force,
Never heal the or shipped the curse off
Goliath nation open auditions for the part of David
Can you
Nothing can you, you question the reign
You get in and chained up
Fists but I must be insane,
Cos I can't a single goddamn way to change it.

Welcome to the snakes
of the thief, home of the slave
Grand imperial guard where the is sacred
And is God

to the united snakes
Land of the thief, home of the
Grand guard where the dollar is sacred
And is God

All bow to the fat and lazy
The fuck you me and why do they hate me?

Only two generations away from the most despicable slavery trade
Pioneered so many ways to degrade a being
That it cant be to this day
Legacy so in the way that we think
We no need chains to be slaves
it's a shameful display
The even got raped along the way
Cos' the children cant from the pain
And they're with the pores and this hatred in their veins
Try and a man from his soul
You strengthen him and lose your own
Well shoot fucker if he walk near the throne
Remind him this is my home
Now I'm

Welcome to the united
Land of the thief, home of the
Grand guard where the dollar is sacred
And is God

to the united snakes
Land of the thief, home of the
Grand imperial guard where the is sacred

Hold up, one right here.
You give money to the bums
On the corner with a sign, bleeding from gums Talking about you don't support a crackhead
What you think to the money from yo' taxes?
Shit the governments an
a billion dollar a week kill brown people habit
And even if you ain't on the front
When masser yell crunch time you right at it
You aint at how you hustling backwards
And the end of the year add up what they
outta twelve months your salary
Paid for madness, man that's sadness
left get a big ass plasma
To see where they made Dan Rather point the camera
Only approved questions get
Now stand your ass up for that national

Welcome to the snakes
Land of the thief, of the slave
Grand guard where the dollar is sacred
And is God

to the united snakes
Land of the thief, of the slave
Grand imperial where the dollar is sacred
And is God

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Custom made, the news
Keep saying we're free But all just blue