Lyrics:
フェンスの向こう側の夢を見た
自由への歌を求めて
I-I-I wonder
でもそこには何もなかった
ブルージーンに白いｔシャツ着た
黒い瞳の boys & girls
You're just like a young American
これから何処へ行くのか
Down by
Ad Libs
Made in America
Nineteen fifty nine
Born down by the factories
Cross the Jersey City line
Raised on radio
Just a jukebox kid
I
pay a living wage
I'd like to see them try
To have to work two jobs a day
Just to get by
Welcome to America
Ain't what It looks like on TV
Welcome
rule America
Won't you see your grandparents in the era of
Mindless muck, benign tumors on the tits of Erica
Murder, merit denied in every area
From
In Minn-ie-ap-o-lis
Police locate George Floyd
They remove him from his car
Led across a walkway path
Stands handcuffed by a wall
Not a sign
in America
Made in Mexico, raised in America
Face down on the ground
Just a kid
Gettin kicked by the cool clique
Because my hair's thick
Now I'm grown
Looking out a dirty old window
Down the cars below on the
City streets passing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's
America
Our house is burning down
Our house is burning
Down, down it burns down
Our house is burning down
Ask me why a dream gets you by
But let it
America
Our house is burning down
Our house is burning
Down, down it burns down
Our house is burning down
Ask me why a dream gets you by
But let it
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America!
God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
And crown thy good
of traveling to go
And they were wild and free
Happy as could be in America
They were wild and free
Everything to see in America, in America
Late one night
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's
Ya'll know me, the still same OG, young T-Y-G
Hated on by most these niggas
But I still keep shittin' on niggas lowkey
I don't fuck with you
lives
by the break of dawn
Is this America?
Choose dimes over character
Blood flies like crimson stripes
Look up at the scarlet skies
Is this America?
Is
is in black and white
MLK turn in his grave, what has happened to America’s grace
All the journalists got something to say, bout the land of free
"God Bless America"
By Irving Berlin
While the storm clouds gather far across the sea,
let us swear allegiance to a land that's free.
Let us
of the steeple
By the Relief Office I saw my people
As they stood hungry, I stood there wondering if
[God blessed America for me.]
Undimmed by human tears
America, America
God shed His grace on thee
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea
O beautiful for spacious
of the very foundation of America and what it is supposed to be which is a vibrant and ever changing democracy by and for the people and should be
thoroughly piqued
And America is now blood and tears
Instead of milk and honey
The youngsters who were programmed
To continue fucking up woke up one night
of the steeple
By the Relief Office I saw my people
As they stood hungry, I stood there wondering if
[God blessed America for me.]
of America
Its going on now town by town
The selling of America
You better keep it underground
Ha
Better get a message to mother
Tell her that our
Don't pass on by... Don't walk on by
Have a care America
Look at me... Please don't walk on by
Me - I'm out and proud
My parents kicked me out
Me - I'm
would hear him pray
Some times was good
Some times was tough
That's the way I grew up
My America
Baseball games and mom's apple pie
My America
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