Lyrics:
I'm proud
To be an American
I'm proud
Of the groovy things we've done
There's television, free religion, rock 'n' roll, Standard Oil
Times
gone (gone) gone (gone) gone (gone) gone
Gone like a freight-train, gone like yesterday
Gone like a soldier in the civil war, bang bang
Gone like a '59
Come all you brave Americans
And listen unto me
If you can spare five minutes
In this 20th century
I'll sing to you a story true
As you will plainly
speak any English
Just American without tears
It was an idea that he dandled on his knee
and nursed it like his coffee cup
when he couldn't find any
We are here today to talk about an invasion
An occupation and a war which has ravaged a
Country whose history is littered
With foreign interference
!!! Huh!!!
War!!! Huh!!!
Good God
It's Time To Band Together
It's Time To Make Things Right
It's Time To Band Together
Fight The American Fight
It's Time
a casualty, democracy's a casualty
In the second civil war
It's written in our history books, it's not too late to have a look
Wars always caused by nasty
ferocious criminal that has ever lived
Money stacked up like Pablo
Peso after peso
You don't want to war with Pablo
They'll kill you when he say so
having sex with me
I’m in the lab cookin up but fuck a recipe
A lot of bread and hella sauce they wantin seconds free
We all tryna chase american dreams
African-Americans, and Blasians
Maybe a little bit Haitian
Baby Keem way too impatient (woo)
(Wait a minute, run that shit back, that new Baby Keem, fool)
Yeah,
These bitches ain't shit
I'm international and you American, it ain't no comparison
I fuck foreign bitches
These bitches ain't shit
No, no, no, no, no
dream
My father came here when he was 16
Left it all behind to chase the american dream
And sacraficed it all when he went off to war
Then the president
policia is gonna do what it do
There's a thin, blue line between life and death and the American dream
There's a thin, blue line between life and death
Hey you
Scared to come out of your house
You say you're All American
But you let them cover your mouth
Hey you
Scared to come out of your house
You
American Culture
1st Verse
1984 entered the portals of earth
Covered in placenta and after birth
Hello Nurse! Watch how you wipe
You don’t
of the American war
Oh, deliver me to the river of souls
In the heart of Indochina
Deliver me to a River at Peace
In this twenty-first century
All those souls
friend, you can get killed just for living in
Your American skin
Yeah
Oh yeah
Yeah
Oh-oh
If I die right before I wake
Cross my heart, then I seal
to keep the peace
But in reality, our only freedom is to bleed
American empire, domination is our creed
Yo
It's a book of war
Sentimental value
They took
Being here in America doesn't make you an American
Being born here in America doesn't make you an American
Why if birth made you an American you
of passion that brings forth a love so great
That no war no tragedy or no other being could ever destroy
I'm a human being and I feel I feel the things all
on the North Pole?
Matthew Henson, a black man
Who was the first American to show the Pilgrims at Plymouth the secrets of survival in the new world?
Squanto,
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight ...
I've got my clipboard, text books
Lead me to the station
Yeah, I'm off to the civil war
to Maine?
And wind-strewn trash left the pits for the plains?
And the fires finally won the western states?
Would the civil war be civil?
Could our children
gave you a single thing worth a damn
Civil rights, civil war
Taking some while you wanted more
Strength of black, greed of white
An empire built
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