In America, you get food to eatIn fact, if I had to choose a soundtrack for my political discussions, it would probably have been written by Mr. Newman.
Won't have to run through the jungle and scuff up your feet
You just sing about Jesus, drink wine all day
It's great to be an American.
I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through
Tuesday, May 6, 2014
We will cross the mighty ocean into Charleston Bay
Whenever I hear someone shout "'MERICA- fuck yeah!" this is the song that plays in my head. I should probably owe Randy Newman royalties by now.
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