Song Lyrics

Verse 1
Our founding fathers
In their graves are turning

What the hell is happening

To their beloved country
Came here as immigrants themselves
Now immigrants are being told no
And being sent back to hell
At the executive order
From a spoiled brat 
Not fit to sit 
Where other presidents
Have sat

America the beautiful
To immigrants
Used to be useful
A land in trouble
Needs help on the double
But who will save us
From this hell

Verse 2
 A country in chaos

No longer the country
About which
We have all been taught
Protests growing 
The president always lying 
As everything just gets 
More and more crazy
But everything is fine
Just remember it's going

To be just fine
Say the puppets 
To the blind



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