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Verse 1
America

The country
That gave me life
And taught me
How to be human...
I guess
Now looks at far too many
Of its own citizens
As nothing more
Than less then
Dirt on each other
Always gathering
As families

They aim to be
Always separating
Welcome to the land of the free


Chorus
Our women are baby machines
As we make bank on adoption fees
But it's all about the children you see

Yes that's it
The children
Our future 

Our Trump cards
We have you now
You know who you are

Verse 2
Common sense
Never common
Out the window
With you
You go
The truth about anything
We would rather
Just not know
As common decency
We will never show
We claim to be
For nothing but good
While following pure evil
Sieg Heil
To the demon cheeto
America’s apparent
Hitler hero

Chorus