There’s a sad man with a sad cat
Livin in a sad neighborhood
He’s got thugs and hookers
Runnin through his front yard
You know he hates his neighborhood
And there’s a woman in the kitchen
Tryin to find something to cook
And he looks at her and says, hey darling
I can remember when we could have a lot
Communist America
For you and me
Communist America
Ain’t nothing to see, baby
Communist America
NOT the home of the free, yeah
No houses in America
NOT for you and me
Ooooh, yeah
NOT for you and me
Well there’s a young man in a jail cell
Listenin to some cop talking smack
He’s got greasy hair, greasy smile and
He say’s lord this must be my termination
‘Cause they told me when I was younger
Boy you’re gonna be the President
But just like everything else
The American dream
Just kinda came and went
Communist America
For you and me
Communist America
Ain’t nothing to see, baby
Communist America
NOT the home of the free, yeah
No houses in America
NOT for you and me
Ooooh, yeah
NOT for you and me
Well there’s people and more people
And they know, know, know
Go to work in corporate America
And get NO VACATION at the gulf of mexico
And their LOSERS and LOSERS
And YEAH it’s a real big deal
Cause the simple man, baby
Pays the bills, the bills, the bills that kill
Communist America
For you and me
Communist America
Ain’t nothing to see, baby
Communist America
NOT the home of the free, yeah
No houses in America
NOT for you and me
Ooooh, yeah
NOT for you and me
Sunday, January 23, 2011
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