santerre
When the floods came down, it showed all your old traits
Condemned your own people on the basis of race
Why leave vulnerable people in a vulnerable place?
It's a crying shame, it's a freaking disgrace
Oh, America, land of the free
Your flag is flyin' but it looks dirty to me
Oh, America, home of the brave
Anywhere you go, you're leavin' too many graves
You fight your wars and Europe take care of the
refugees
Everyone we shelter can tell their stories of
tragedies
You occupy and after some years it's even more
misery
And North Europe raise their taxes to pay your
great history
Oh, America, land of the ill
Have you forgotten God shall said DON'T KILL
A tendency to love evil dictators
And you have to kill half of the populations
You always claim you are the leader of the free
world
Marching over the planet with your angel wings
furled
Isn't India also free, but a more peaceful bird?
You pray to your constitution but your faith is
curled