don't know why Countin' the cars on the New Jersey turnpike They've all come to look for America All come to look for America All come to look for America
America, America indivisible we are One nation under God And that will never change Coz It's Christmas in America Let the angels sing It's Christmas in America
I like livin' on the edge, tippin' strippers at The Wedge Sippin' spritzers, gettin' head, it's the life we live Play the corners at night, away from the fortunate
There are people in this country who work hard every day Not for fame or fortune do they strive But the fruits of their labor are worth more than their
[Talib Kweli] Yo Dee (What?) Come on (Yeah..) What? What? Come on (Yeah) "Give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man Louis I agreed, know what
somethin' to eat I'll pay you at another time, take it to the end of the line Rags to riches or so they say You gotta keep pushin' for the fortune and
Y'all gon' love me Feelin' it's about to get ugly Inject this dose of the future Tap them veins, grab hold, let me shoot ya Mainline this new Diddy heroin The Afro-American
SAVE THEM IF YOU COULD (MATTHEW 18:5) WHAT HAVE THE CHILDREN TO DO WITH IT (MATTHEW 19:13-14) KILL THE MULES IN SOUTH AMERICA (II JOHN 3:8) THIS IS THE
has been a nervous year and people have begun to feel like a christian scientis H appendicitis. fortunately in times of crisis just like this america
' to eat I'll pay you at another time, take it to the end of the line Ragz to richez or so they say You gotta keep pushin' for the fortune and fame It
mansions Good fortune in your plants You're well respected we all know Hey hey, America Let's check your children, see what they might know Hey hey, America
America Yeah, only in America Only in America Where we dreamin' in red, white an' blue Where we dream as big as we want to (Only in America) America
kid but here's some advice kid Don't get me hyped, I'll set it off like my wife did Playin' down a path like Sajak, Wheel of Fortune away Price ain'
't know why Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike They've all gone to look for America All gone to look for America All gone to look for America
He thought he was the King of America Where they pour Coca Cola just like vintage wine Now I try hard not to become hysterical But I'm not sure if I am
and the Rolling Stones This boy is staying acoustic There's Seeger singing in his heart He hopes his songs will somehow start To heal the cracks that split apart America
of liberty Plains and open skies bill boards would advertise Was it anything like that when you arrived? Dream boats carried the future to the heart of America