Miss America
We're hardwired to negotiate to be free
Lost on a Rand McNally map
Near Murfreesboro, Tennessee
I got ideas of black and white, and greed
But you show up in light
Cause we're darkness inside
What're you made of Miss America?
I'm begging on bended knee
You're not just another pretty babe
But my all-time favorite beauty queen
Down to the core of the white milky liver
Give me all the saints, black magic
And bad habits that you need
There's only one way to make it
And that's to make an arrangement
That you ain't gonna take it
But end up in debt, binge drinking
Gotta make up Miss America
We've done lost our ways and means
Obsessed with pornography
And left-over prescriptions
We gave up on God a long time ago
Yet the good lord knows
You can't always trust a leader
We haven't seen a raise since 1979
But the most beautiful is still a full-time believer
Yeah, the most beautiful, you better believe it
Four score and seven years ago
We started coming out of a great depression
Aw, but Miss America I need all your undivided attention
Cause the state of affairs, if you care
The state of affairs, if you care, if you care, yeah
The state of affairs, if you care, the state of affairs
If you care, if you care about
Just about guns and protection
There ain't no love or affection
Or scoring more to keep the rich, rich
And damn the poor
So, what are you made of Miss America?
Will you and I, get into heaven?
Lost on a Rand McNally map
Near Murfreesboro, Tennessee
I got ideas of black and white, and greed
But you show up in light
Cause we're darkness inside
What're you made of Miss America?
I'm begging on bended knee
You're not just another pretty babe
But my all-time favorite beauty queen
Down to the core of the white milky liver
Give me all the saints, black magic
And bad habits that you need
There's only one way to make it
And that's to make an arrangement
That you ain't gonna take it
But end up in debt, binge drinking
Gotta make up Miss America
We've done lost our ways and means
Obsessed with pornography
And left-over prescriptions
We gave up on God a long time ago
Yet the good lord knows
You can't always trust a leader
We haven't seen a raise since 1979
But the most beautiful is still a full-time believer
Yeah, the most beautiful, you better believe it
Four score and seven years ago
We started coming out of a great depression
Aw, but Miss America I need all your undivided attention
Cause the state of affairs, if you care
The state of affairs, if you care, if you care, yeah
The state of affairs, if you care, the state of affairs
If you care, if you care about
Just about guns and protection
There ain't no love or affection
Or scoring more to keep the rich, rich
And damn the poor
So, what are you made of Miss America?
Will you and I, get into heaven?
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Writer(s): Reid C Andres
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