Ya-a-a-a-ao



We take medication to be someone else

And we take off our clothes to pay for the bills

Where downloading content will buy you a sentence

And murder is free in the Hollywood hills



And I'm living one big nightmare, the ugly truth has a model face

Making saints out of useless pop stars

Where's the intelligence?



A-M-E-R-I-C-A

Home of the free, the sick and depraved

A-M-E-R-I-C-A

So why the fuck are you looking at me?



Our prices are so high we can't feed ourselves

So we buy into fast food and occupy the will

We upload our status and beg for attention

They're all eating cake up on Capitol Hill



Still living in one big nightmare

God save the human race

Hanging convicts fame in HD

Glorified ignorance



A-M-E-R-I-C-A

Home of the free, the sick and depraved

A-M-E-R-I-C-A

So why the fuck are you looking at me?



(A-M-E-R-I-C-A

Home of the free, the sick and depraved

A-M-E-R-I-C-A

So why the fuck are you looking at me?)



A-M-E-R-I-C-A

Home of the free, the sick and depraved

A-M-E-R-I-C-A

So why the fuck are you looking at me?