Monday, March 23, 2009

Something?

What is it?

Call me up just to bring me down,
make me smile just to see me frown.
America, nothin' better to do?
Start a war, say you're through!
Innocent children dead in the street,
soon they'll be killing for something to eat.

Liberate the people,
liberate the pack.
Once we get started,
there ain't no goin' back!
I'm just doing this 'cause I see
that nobody else can be me.

America, drunk on power,
some day will come the hour,
you're too drunk to stand.
Everyone hates you,
you don't care. America,
the elite.

1 comment:

  1. I like this. It is very true and easy to relate to. Well said!

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