He's a paper billionaire
A liar and a cheat
But he gave me fifty dollars and I think that's pretty sweet
I dunno the four-one-one
I am willfully misled
Easily confused and I have rocks inside my head
But I'm sure that you're the problem so I blame it all on you
Because you look so very different with a different point of view
I'll send my son to war
And pat him on the back
Yeah I'll be so very proud when he comes home in a sack
He was fighting for big oil
So I gladly gave him up
'Cos I like living in my car and I love getting' f*cked
Yeah, I'm the real American
There is only one damn god
Believe in mine or you will die
'Cos I'll f*cking kill you all!
But I'm sure that you're the problem so I blame it all on you
Because you look so very different with a different point of view
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He's a paper billionaire
A liar and a cheat
But he gave me fifty dollars and I think that's pretty sweet
I dunno the four-one-one
I am willfully misled
Easily confused and I have rocks inside my head
But I'm sure that you're the problem so I blame it all on you
Because you look so very different with a different point of view
I'll send my son to war
And pat him on the back
Yeah I'll be so very proud when he comes home in a sack
He was fighting for big oil
So I gladly gave him up
'Cos I like living in my car and I love getting' f*cked
Yeah, I'm the real American
There is only one damn god
Believe in mine or you will die
'Cos I'll f*cking kill you all!
But I'm sure that you're the problem so I blame it all on you
Because you look so very different with a different point of view
A liar and a cheat
But he gave me fifty dollars and I think that's pretty sweet
I dunno the four-one-one
I am willfully misled
Easily confused and I have rocks inside my head
But I'm sure that you're the problem so I blame it all on you
Because you look so very different with a different point of view
I'll send my son to war
And pat him on the back
Yeah I'll be so very proud when he comes home in a sack
He was fighting for big oil
So I gladly gave him up
'Cos I like living in my car and I love getting' f*cked
Yeah, I'm the real American
There is only one damn god
Believe in mine or you will die
'Cos I'll f*cking kill you all!
But I'm sure that you're the problem so I blame it all on you
Because you look so very different with a different point of view
Writer: William Welsh
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