America I have seen the future
Your shining alabaster cities gleam
Why do you hate me because I’m poor
Thine glorious armies roll on to victory
Putting freedom on the march
When will we be free to ask
Democracy will spread through all the heathen lands
The infidels choking on their Koran
Will you ever let god be
Let your Stars and Stripes wave forever
O’er all the land and space
Where can I live in peace
Stomp on evil, socialism and vice
Capitalists raise your mighty voice
Who will help us eat
At last the world will be good neighbors
Good Christians blessed by God
Why, O Lord, why?
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