America
America is the best
At being the worst
America is the best
At starting wars
America is the best
At being selfish
America is the best
At being hypocritical
America is the best
At wasting
America is the best
At lying
America, homes of the lazy
And the land of the whiners
With a tiny bit of crazy
And a lot of sinners
With a huge Navy
That kills for breakfasts and dinners
But that’s alright, We do this daily
Everything is fine as long as we are the winners
America brings freedom to all
If freedom meant chaos and war
America the country that likes watching people brawl
For a country that is always so hardcore
America sure has a lot of downfalls
A country with such great fathers
And the devil as the mother
America is the best at what we do
At being the villain that with chaos it grew
America is the ultimate country with unending “freedom”
Who just wants to share some with the whole kingdom
America the best that ever existed
At being the worst that the world ever enlisted
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