God bless America...

God bless America with a little touch of Maltes vänner and some reggae-music!

Vers 1.

One country, many faces, so many people of different races

Famous little president, frogs from his mouth, bomb plane he sent
To smash the Talibans, no doubt

Refräng;

God bless America, land of the fame
God bless America, no regrets, no shame

Vers 2.

Well the bombs rained in, the sky turned red
The American spirit, full of sin, hate and revenge it fed

The "folks" of Afghanistan, nothing has to eat, tried to separate bombs from wheat

Refräng;

God bless America, land of the glory
God bless America, there pride unholy

Vers 3.

And the planes flew in, faster then the western wind
With authority and blessings, the desert turned red
Poor people of Afghanistan, oh how this country bleed
Cursed of Busch and the Talibans

Refräng;

God bless America, the rich and the blue
God bless America, witch faith they sew

Vers 4, sista

Little president of the US, won sympathy and fame
He felt god blessed, but who was he to blame?
The world cries out for justice and America began
But they really just ran, away from the real difficulties
Those men with power to the disease... the world more than less

God bless America, no way of morality
God bless America, playing all-around police
God bless America, country of authority
God bless America, world greatest disease

Av Jens Larsen 20 okt 2001 14:22