: Walk the edge of America A concrete beach to scrape my hand Inside the subway stinking fear and shame Becomes the violent breath Vigilantes out on
: I pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America And to the Republic for which it stands One nation under God Indivisible... It feels
day, someone is murdered, someone's life is taken, In America; This is America, This is America, and I love America, I love America! No remorse for the
: Penelope works in the market Down in the coconut trees She's saving up all her money To go to America across the sea She once had an uncle He lived
: Set off for America far across the ragin' sea From the frozen coves of my island home To the land of liberty I have to leave my girl behind Until I
caught me workin' This is the song of my heritage From the bad to the Buddha Cold metal, that's what it be Cold metal, from sea to sea Cold metal, it
a group of children from Africa.) For purple mountains majesties above the fruited plain, (Their parents have died from war, famine, and AIDS) America, America
This is my America, that's how it's gonna be, This is my America one nation under me. This is my America This is my America This is my America This is
'amer Qui ont su traverser les oceans du vide A la memoire de nos freres Dont les sanglots si longs faisaient couler l'acide Always lost in the sea Always
majesties Above the fruited plain! America! America! God shed his grace on thee And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea!
tie the score We've got everything you'll ever need We've got everything you'll ever need Everything you'll ever need America, America America, America America, America America, America
: American born, American raised, American made [Chorus 2X] My country shitted on me (My country) She wants to get rid of me (Naw, never) Cause the
its body in the sea El veinticinco de agosto Abrio sus ojos Jaime Fearnley Para el bebe cinquante cincampari Y se tendio para cerrarlos Y Costello el rey del America
now That heats the blood inside the veins You know He saw the lights out on the sea Thought of the nights there in America But they were only the
a look of defeat? I feel the end is near my little Monday night whore, My little Saturday night became a Sunday remorse. And it's all over America, The
say squeeze never pull it Muscles wrapped around the bullet And you say you be brought into it Ok, let me make a phone call I'd rather you float down the river sea
this erect, can't find hope for better days its our 2 generation, our child of frustration In The Last 30 Years teenage suicide has increased 300% in North America
America It's all for you The shells crack under our shoes Like punctuation points The planets bend between us A hundred million suns and stars The sea
