Idioma Origen:
I want to pledge allegiance
to the country where I live
I don?t wanna be ashamed to be American
But opportunity, no, it don?t exist
It?s the opiate of the populace
We need some harder shit now
The truths getting around
each public school is a halfway house
Where the huddled masses somber up and up
Enough?
There?s not enough
to fatten the cows and feed all of us
It?s just a rationing of luck
What can?t be bought gets raffled off
Oh God, good God
Shed greed on thee
Your shining sea
turned a dirty green
from the industry
Off the shores of New Jersey
I got a letter from the army, so I think that I?ll enlist
No I?m not brave or proud of nothing I just want to kill something
Too bad that nowadays you just point and click
Swing Lo satellite, hot white chariot!
In the computer?s blue glare, bombs burst in the air
There was a city once-- now nothing is there
Our freedom comes at their expense
makes sense, doesn?t it?
Dollars and cents
They?re stretching barbed wire across the picket fence
Theyre surrounding your housing development
in case you lack the confidence
Oh God, my God, give strength to thee
Those amber waves, purple majesty
Are nothing but backdrops for Disney
look up close
Its superimposed on a blank blue screen
Its fantasy, fucking magical
The dream floats like a chemical
through each snapped synapse
television past that is beautiful
no more, no more
no more
Idioma Destino:
I want to pledge allegiance
to the country where I live
I don?t wanna be ashamed to be American
But opportunity, no, it don?t exist
It?s the opiate of the populace
We need some harder shit now
The truths getting around
each public school is a halfway house
Where the huddled masses somber up and up
Enough?
There?s not enough
to fatten the cows and feed all of us
It?s just a rationing of luck
What can?t be bought gets raffled off
Oh God, good God
Shed greed on thee
Your shining sea
turned a dirty green
from the industry
Off the shores of New Jersey
I got a letter from the army, so I think that I?ll enlist
No I?m not brave or proud of nothing I just want to kill something
Too bad that nowadays you just point and click
Swing Lo satellite, hot white chariot!
In the computer?s blue glare, bombs burst in the air
There was a city once-- now nothing is there
Our freedom comes at their expense
makes sense, doesn?t it?
Dollars and cents
They?re stretching barbed wire across the picket fence
Theyre surrounding your housing development
in case you lack the confidence
Oh God, my God, give strength to thee
Those amber waves, purple majesty
Are nothing but backdrops for Disney
look up close
Its superimposed on a blank blue screen
Its fantasy, fucking magical
The dream floats like a chemical
through each snapped synapse
television past that is beautiful
no more, no more
no more