Death To America
I ain't gonna take nothin'
from no man.
From no authority, regime or corporation.
From no rich white guy in a suit.
I ain't gonna take nothin'
from no god damn body
or nothin'
You got me?
Death to America
Death to America
Death to America
Death to America
You don't scare me.
Just another bunch of thugs
in fancy suits with fancy cars and fancy lawyers
and guns and radios and all that.
Just a pile of weak nosed mommys boys.
Yeah, that's it.
Soft targets.
Money for guns.
Just money.
Death to America
Death to America
Death to America
Death to America
I ain't no number or faction.
I ain't no commie.
I'm just a poor guy sat on my huge forces.
Forces of nature and politics.
Pressure and time.
Roman opressors.
I'm a legitimate cause.
Pushed.
Pushed until I pop
and boy when I pop you're gonna see it.
You sure are gonna see me pop from your office windows.
Death to America
Death to America
Death to America
Death to America
You can't ignore me fools.
You can't beat me 'til I like you.
You can't silence my only voice
or threaten me or prevent me from
expressing my opinion in the medium
of exposives.
You can try to starve me
and steal my freedom in the night
but I can hide and you can't.
I'm a bad dream
and you're the dreamer rich guys.
Death to America
Death to America
Death to America
Death to America
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