| God bless America (© Ko-Do 2004) |
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We're Coka-Cola-ed, Micky-Moused We're Elvised, chewing gum Too late our unique selves aroused Now let Mr. Ewing come Watchlisted by McCarthy's sons We're dollared to the bone We'll be delivered their own guns To shoot them from the throne We're petrolled and we're Caddilacked We're Pentagone in rows We're Golf-War-ed with our Caddy packed And why nobody knows We're baseball-clubbed until we run home To touch down sillycloned bodies She's takin' pills, he takes a condom This water's rather muddy We're NASDAQ-ed and we are Wallstreeted We're chicken-winged, Kentucky-fried McDonalds squeezed till our balls bleeded With the alltime-loser on our side |
We're Hallo Wiened and Santa Claused Soon we'll be forth of you lied We're bluesed and westerned – that's the cause No matter how hard we tried Holy Wood's pecked for Metrolands A-Trained down Bourbon Street We hope our thinkin' retro ends Let's stand on our own feet We're globalized and minimized To a Euro fakin' the Dollar And if there was one to criticize They blued his bright white collar We're all dot.com-ed and CNN-ed We're late-night-talked and MTV-ed The Bush burnt down, we'll see an end And our hearts - so empty - freed Home art thou to all the braves A land for all the free The truth is you're a home for slaves Ruled by the Lord of Fleas |