Amerika the Brutal
I'd rather died than to live in this fucked world
Mr. President, I'm not here to do your dirty work
Alone, think I'm fighting a losing battle
Worth dying, not for oil
No war
No war
No war
No war
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika the brutal
Listen, it's a fucking joke and they make you believe it
On the TV, that's how they deceive you
I watch and I listen and I question their reasons
You know what, I don't fucking believe 'em
No war
No war
No war
No war
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika the brutal
When I want to know the future I look into the past
Think of my best friend and his stories of Vietnam
Now I've got a cousin fighting in Iraq
And I want her coming back
Not afraid to speak my own mind
I don't use the first amendment to hide behind
Guaranteed that freedom, I'm born with that right
And for that I'm ready to fight
I'm ready to fight
I'd rather die than to live in this fucked world
Fake president, I'm not here to do your dirty work
Alone, think I'm fighting this losing battle
Worth dying, not for oil
No war
No war
No war
No war
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
The brutal
Mr. President, I'm not here to do your dirty work
Alone, think I'm fighting a losing battle
Worth dying, not for oil
No war
No war
No war
No war
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika the brutal
Listen, it's a fucking joke and they make you believe it
On the TV, that's how they deceive you
I watch and I listen and I question their reasons
You know what, I don't fucking believe 'em
No war
No war
No war
No war
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika the brutal
When I want to know the future I look into the past
Think of my best friend and his stories of Vietnam
Now I've got a cousin fighting in Iraq
And I want her coming back
Not afraid to speak my own mind
I don't use the first amendment to hide behind
Guaranteed that freedom, I'm born with that right
And for that I'm ready to fight
I'm ready to fight
I'd rather die than to live in this fucked world
Fake president, I'm not here to do your dirty work
Alone, think I'm fighting this losing battle
Worth dying, not for oil
No war
No war
No war
No war
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
The brutal
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Writer(s): Chris Barnes, Steve Swanson, Terry Butler, Chan A Gaines
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