Lyrics:
white spaceship, Enterprise
American Beauty
Stampede of buffalo, Sitting bull,
Geronimo,
An eagle on wing
From Alabama with a banjo on my knee
who grab mics for the first time
Get fronted on majority once the god slides in
On the scene, love-love in the place to be
All-American lyrics,
My fellow Americans, The Storm is upon us
The Storm is upon us, The Storm is upon us
My fellow Americans, The Storm is upon us
The Storm is upon us,
and geological projections, diamonds are probably the most common gem on Earth.
So diamonds aren’t actually rare… they’re hoarded.
So why should anyone care? In
now, no self-suppression
What we need now, is high resolution
Don't be afraid, uplift yourself
Today we need, your enterprise
Don't be afraid, express
You see them staring down the death of the American dream
Into the rust belted ruins that are ripping apart at the seams
All the money in the world
and self enterprise are her big lines,
But just how much of that does she offer to others
In her contemptible use of people?
She was prepared to risk
trace
My wrath has found your face
With a Latin American geological formation
I introduce myself
Acquaintances
I walk on shadow
My name is death
A new American revolution has
Begun not against
The forces of a colonial kingdom
But a rebellion against an oppressor
That has risen among us
It is
And now we wish to honour you with the story of Joseph Smith The American Moses!
Well this is very good, praise Christ
Mormon!
I'm going to take
to the american machine
Blame, blame it on the game
The move of the technocrat, watch him tip his hat, he's got no name
Corporation enterprise always tries
We need a new American Revolution that will create a new ideology of comradeship in the great enterprise of building a society in which every man
And so, my fellow Americans, time for a great new American enterprise
Time for this nation to take a clearly leading role in space achievement
Which
the Native American Indians
So they'd say, "Who are you kidding?", that selling land is silly
'Cause how could you pay, even a million, of whatever you're
of our previous government size
Look in his eyes
See how he lies
Follow the scent of his enterprise
Centralizing national credit
And making
Pretty pictures in your favorite magazines
Span the distance between you and Mr clean
You can take part in the all-American dream
Just fill your
survival
Now everybody wants to be next American idol
But these are more than just songs pressed up your vinyl
Being rich is a poor man's dream, and we
enterprises
Dance in the streets to their own beat
Can walk miles by themselves but never feel lonely
Question everything, even family and homies
Not out
Native Genocide
His brother the union leader, murdered for organizing
So much pain from American enterprise, facts
Them gringos oppressive to human rights
republic wrote [these] magnificent words they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men
Blood on the hands of American pride
Made us disappear wearing sheets in the night
Hanging in air like the 4th of July
You know it is coming there’s
the Solomon
And the Tyre, Kaff, the Mersey, the Inbe and the Little Napoleon
Rainbow Enterprise, The Katherine, Bristol, the Kambia, The Ann
The Adelaide
popped with the rubber bullet
Trey-pound, got it in my name now, I'ma shoot it
Uh, maybe this round two
Government cinematic, American drive-through
"For security reasons I am broadcasting tonight from an undisclosed
location; because the subject of tonight's American expose is terrorism."
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