So much decadence instilling itself in the name of freedom… Free-doom

Us living as we do upside-down
And the new words at hand is revolution
People don’t even want to hear the preachers spill or squeal
Because God’s whole card has been thoroughly peaked
And America is now blood and tears instead of milk and honey
The youngsters who were programmed to continue fucking up
Woke up one night digging Paul Revere and Nat Turner as the good guys
America stripped from bed and we have not all yet closed our eyes
The signs of truth were tattooed across our authentic vagina
We learned to our amazement the untold tale of scandal
Two long centuries buried in a rusty vault
Hosed down daily with a gagging perfume

America was a bastard
The illegitimate daughter of the mother country
Whose legs were then spread around the world
And a rapist known as freedom, free doom

Democracy, liberty and justice
Were revolutionary code names
That proceeded the bubbling, bubbling, bubbling
In the mother country’s crotch
What does Webster say about soul?
All I want is a good home and a wife and a children
And some food to feed them every night
After all is said and done, build a new route to China if they’ll have you
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?