Alright. Hey, hey do you say? I come a place called the U.S. of A. Ho, ho what do you Hop in my car and go.
Well 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 love her fuck you.
Beloved by all Tikrit to Beijing, If the were a school we'd be homecoming king. Worshiped by France and by Vietnam, Afghanistan we're the bomb.
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, And if you don't her, fuck you.
Our human rights record is something of We freed all our slaves and gave the vote. equal forever, always, Unless you're one of gays.
Oh, this is a for America, of the red, white, and blue. Land of Marilyn and James Dean, pie, baseball, and Shell 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 you drill oil, And if you want our help, that's ok We're 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 and fast food 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 we're in trouble, don't you?
It might I don't think our country's so great, But intolerance, bigotry, greed's I hate. Most are honest and decent and true, Peaceful, compassionate, through and through. That's what it to be red, white, and blue, And if you don't think so you, If you think so fuck you.