On this day of independance
I wear a shirt depicting the stars and stripes
I bought it at a department store depicting conformity and consumerism
I wear a bracelet made out of pennies, eight shiny Abe Lincolns
His faces looks up at me and speak of capitalism,
They whisper that pennies are all anyone has anymore.
My uncle yells "Happy Fouth!"
As he is brought forth another excuse to get drunk
And we light these fireworks as if they are exciting
As if we aren't just another typical family of American dreamers
Who keep blindly reaching for the elusive American dream.