Lyrics:
They're comin' across the border by the thousands everyday
Lookin' for a better life in the good ol' U.S.A.
Well, everybody's talkin' about
They see a black man with a white woman
At the top floor they gone come to kill King Kong
Middle America packed in
Came to see me in my black skin
In the bosom of Europa
Little Liza was caressed
By the music of the angels
Playing underneath her dress
She saw the Great Caruso
And that's when she
Terry's dad hired some troopers to kill Zero and bring Terry back home
They crawled up in the night
Like firelight
Now snow-white troopers from
like hahaha
But anyways, I'm gettin' paid, yeah
I get it how I'm livin'
Treat the game like a spider in my house
I gotta kill it
Okay, Big Dick Bandit,
and
Maybe eat some steak with my beans and rice
A place where my kids can play outside
Without livin' in fear of a drive-by
And even if I get away from
and tongue
A lost thought of times gone by
Today you think it, then you tweet it
In an outburst on the fly
God loves the good old USA
Congrats to one
Meg White
You're alright
In fact, I think you?re pretty swell
Can't you tell?
Meg White
Such a pretty thing
I saw your face on the cover
Wassup dog?
Wassup my nigga, how you doing dog?
Man, I'm chilling my nigga
How you livin'?
Shit, I'm livin' it up baby
Really, ohh really, shit
great in her heyday
I'm sometimes trapped by the close confines
Of the age I'm born into
Though there were others worse than mine
Well, I miss what
conversation
Nowhere
In the usa
Can't wait 'til the rest of the people all over the the world
Find out their government
Is just the same ol' way
Every day...
of livin's got a hold on me
I hit every trail and back road up across the great divide
Broke a leg in a two bit rodeo, mud soaked to the bone
Sailed
tree
We gotta save this world-starting with your land."
It was a rock 'n' roll millionaire from the USA
Doing three to the gallon in a big white car
When Charlie speaks of Lester
You know someone great has gone
The sweetest swinging music man
Had a Porkie Pig hat on
A bright star
In a dark
in the grass, finna get ate by my cow
I'm just livin' my life on the jet, ridin' 'round
Two hoes with me, one white, the other one Bobby Brown
Summon up the mas! Play on the pan!
Staring dreads are jerking their locks
As the white star liner sank in the docks
But on the drummers face,
part the Fuehrer the one part the Pope
It's the inevitable return baby of the Great White Dope
Conclusions you drew proportions you blew
Lost son
a champagne flute
And by the end of the night
I'll have a new tattoo
Watch me rap on beat in the Florida heat
'Cause I'm the star of the show
Oh, shut up Pete
I love the red white and blue the American usa here today Im a American prodigy we the people and we do you can go ahead and run your mouth youll
black and it’s truly great?
It’s truly great
In the USA
It’s truly great
In the USA
It’s truly great
In the USA
This is my country and I’m
Grandma burned the biscuits
Nearly took the house down with it
Now she's in assisted livin'
We all knew that day would come
We knew she was too gone
Peace don't make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin' succotash
Livin' large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by
happy there together
In our peaceful little mountain home
But the Savior needs angels up in heaven
Now they sing around the great white throne.
We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee;
We don't take our trips on LSD;
We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street;
We like livin' right,
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