America Don’t Cry

I'm so bored of baseball
I'm sick of apple pie
I swear to God, I hate you all
I never told a lie

Do I deserve it?
Is it my purpose?
Is it worth it?
Is it worthless?

This mos def is progress
Your protest is hopeless
You're done with
There's only your soul
It's so boneless

Live and die under beautiful for spacious skies
America, America
God shed His grace on thee
And crown the hood with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea
Land of liberty
Land of liberty
The hunters, the hunted
My name is something
You're basically basic
You're fucked up
You're racist
You say shit that you don't mean

America, don't cry when I'm gone
America, don't mow your law
America, don't cry when I'm gone
America
America
America
America

Forget it, forget it
It's all been forgotten
It's all I ever wanted
It's all I ever needed
It's scary, it's scary, it's scary, it's scary, it's scary
Came out the sandbox
Little corner store
Won't take but a little more
Won't take your money no more
Whose gonna save the soul of rock and roll
Moss grew fat on a rolling rolling rolling stone

America, don't cry when I'm gone
America, don't mow your lawn
I came in with the big bang
Going out with a bigger bang, bang

I'm still that stupid manupid little boy you used to know
Sixty lumps in my throat
Do the fishies hump?
Do the fishies hump?
As long as their cans are red white and blue ones

Everybody gets tasty when you're hungry

America, don't cry when I'm gone
America, don't mow your law
America, don't cry when I'm gone
America
America
America
America

I'm so bored of baseball
I'm sick of apple pie
Georgie popped her cherry tree
My head feels like Kennedys
I pledge allegiance to the disease
So stand or fall to your knees
If you really want a piece
You need the right palm grease
Reading dreams of my father
In this Mickey Mouse republic
You're a sheep to the slaughter
And those Donald Duck trumpets
Bump it, play it, hail to the chief
They love their puppet
It's on sale and it's cheap
Corruption, consumption
One too many monkeys in the middle
So nothing but the sickle
Remember when it cost a nickel?
No not even a little, a little, a little