America
Land of the free, home of the brave
Soil that was created by the work of slaves
Earth taken from natives
Their tears on a trail
Animals killed, all remains were entrails
Liberty freedom
Liberté, egalité
Fireworks light up the sky
Countries away defenseless people die
Year after year, the fighting persists
Saving the world, or just saving our skins?
Fortune, grand fortune in the USA
More than the poorest of country's
But with these riches comes a great price
Help others in need
Or satisfy our greed
Live long and prosper
I'm not loving it
help a brother in need
But help yourself first
Contradictions, hypocrisy
Tell me again just how great we can be?
Love , compassion
There was never any
Celebrate independence
While some have nary a penny
One cent
The one percent
Contradictions, hypocrisy
Red blood, white faces
Blue open skies, lost opportunity
Jul 6, 2012
Jul 6, 2012 at 3:22 AM UTC
America
Land of the free, home of the brave
Soil that was created by the work of slaves
Earth taken from natives
Their tears on a trail
Animals killed, all remains were entrails
Liberty freedom
Liberté, egalité
Fireworks light up the sky
Countries away defenseless people die
Year after year, the fighting persists
Saving the world, or just saving our skins?
Fortune, grand fortune in the USA
More than the poorest of country's
But with these riches comes a great price
Help others in need
Or satisfy our greed
Live long and prosper
I'm not loving it
help a brother in need
But help yourself first
Contradictions, hypocrisy
Tell me again just how great we can be?
Love , compassion
There was never any
Celebrate independence
While some have nary a penny
One cent
The one percent
Contradictions, hypocrisy
Red blood, white faces
Blue open skies, lost opportunity
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