My Song to America
This is my song to America,
the country my daddy fought for,
the land that I’d die for,
the home of the free and the brave.
America was made for Americans,
for people just like me.
We fought for it once and we’ll fight again,
for the right to be free.
Free from the atheists and communists
that want to defile our land.
This is my America;
this is where I’ll make my stand.
My mother taught me how to get on my knees
and pray to the One True God.
Now some educated fool
wants to take Him from the schools,
all in the name of what?
My God ain’t named Allah,
or Vishnu or Krishna or Tao.
And whenever I get hungry,
I’m gonna eat a goddamned cow.
America was made for Americans,
for people just like me.
We fought for it once and we’ll fight again,
for the right to be free.
Free from the faggots and the maggots
that want to defile our land.
This is my America;
this is where I’ll make my stand.
If you don’t hablan American,
you can just take your wet back back.
If you really wanna be in the land of the free,
then you can talk like the rest of us.
We gave the slaves their freedom
but not without a fight.
Now if they wanna stay in America
why can’t they all act white?
America was made for Americans,
for people just like me.
We fought for it once and we’ll fight again,
for the right to be free.
Free from the pussies and the liberals
that want to defile our land.
This is my America;
this is where I’ll make my stand.
My ancestors came to America
to be free from the tyrant’s hand.
And we didn’t kill off all the Indians
just to give ‘em back their land.
Take me back to the America
that I knew when I was a lad,
where the dames and the coons
and the queers and Jews
were thankful for all they had.
Yeah, this is my America,
it was made for people like me.
We fought for it once and we’ll fight again,
for the right to be free.
Free from the hippy freaks and foreign geeks
that want to defile our land.
This is my America;
I think it’s time we made a stand.
(Yeah, I know I'm going to hell for this one. But at least there'll be plenty of folks there who can sing along.)
the country my daddy fought for,
the land that I’d die for,
the home of the free and the brave.
America was made for Americans,
for people just like me.
We fought for it once and we’ll fight again,
for the right to be free.
Free from the atheists and communists
that want to defile our land.
This is my America;
this is where I’ll make my stand.
My mother taught me how to get on my knees
and pray to the One True God.
Now some educated fool
wants to take Him from the schools,
all in the name of what?
My God ain’t named Allah,
or Vishnu or Krishna or Tao.
And whenever I get hungry,
I’m gonna eat a goddamned cow.
America was made for Americans,
for people just like me.
We fought for it once and we’ll fight again,
for the right to be free.
Free from the faggots and the maggots
that want to defile our land.
This is my America;
this is where I’ll make my stand.
If you don’t hablan American,
you can just take your wet back back.
If you really wanna be in the land of the free,
then you can talk like the rest of us.
We gave the slaves their freedom
but not without a fight.
Now if they wanna stay in America
why can’t they all act white?
America was made for Americans,
for people just like me.
We fought for it once and we’ll fight again,
for the right to be free.
Free from the pussies and the liberals
that want to defile our land.
This is my America;
this is where I’ll make my stand.
My ancestors came to America
to be free from the tyrant’s hand.
And we didn’t kill off all the Indians
just to give ‘em back their land.
Take me back to the America
that I knew when I was a lad,
where the dames and the coons
and the queers and Jews
were thankful for all they had.
Yeah, this is my America,
it was made for people like me.
We fought for it once and we’ll fight again,
for the right to be free.
Free from the hippy freaks and foreign geeks
that want to defile our land.
This is my America;
I think it’s time we made a stand.
(Yeah, I know I'm going to hell for this one. But at least there'll be plenty of folks there who can sing along.)
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