America

America is a bullet America is a gun Blood, white and blue Come to America America is a trigger America is a pin Come on up to America we'll let you in America is a child America is the ground Don't worry 'bout the sirens They're just a sound America is Jesus America is the one Come on out to America we'll give you a gun Somebody tell me why There's always blood in the sky Somebody tell me why There's always blood In America In America In America Oo-oo, oo-oo Oh beautiful for spacious skies and amber waves of grain For lonely boys with submachine guns Trying to make a name Oh purple mountain majesty And sandy hooks rusting by the sea America Who have you murdered lately? Somebody tell me why There's always blood in the sky Somebody tell me why There's always blood In America In America In America Oo-oo, oo-oo In America In America In America Oo-oo, oo-oo America America America Oo-oo, oo-oo