So long amber waves of grain
In crimson sunset
So long purple mountains, too
The Lamp Is Low on
Lady Liberty
Don't look now
Holy cow
Someone turned the church into a stable
Not my pig
Not my farm
But I can't let this monkey turn the tables
Agent Orange fades into a fable
America The Beautiful
"Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning
To breathe free"
Burn a cross, build a wall, divide the classes
Hire the fox to watch the henhouse
Lock your wife inside the penthouse
Stash a pitchfork near the border
Throw red meat at your supporter
Takes one crack to break a dam
Soon you'll all be on the lam
And we will hear freedom ring
From sea to shining sea