Amerika The Brutal

I’d rather die than to live in this fucked world
Mr. President I’m not here to do your dirty work
Alone, I think I’m fighting a losing battle
Worth dying not for oil
No war
No war
No war
No war
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, the brutal
Listen it’s a fucking joke and they make you believe it
On the TV, that’s how they deceive you
I watch and I listen and I question their reasons
You know what, I don’t fuckin believe 'em
No war
No war
No war
No war
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, the brutal
When I want to know the future I look into the past
I think of my best friend and his stories of Vietnam
And now I got a cousin fighting in Iraq, and I want her coming back
I’m not afraid to speak my own mind
I don’t use the first amendment to hide behind
I’m guaranteed that freedom, I’m born with that right
And for that I’m ready to fight
I’d rather die than to live in this fucked world
Fake president, I’m not here to do your dirty work
Alone I think I’m fighting losing battle, worth dying?
Not for oil
No war
No war
No war
No war
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika
Amerika, Amerika the brutal