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he was born diseased with a twisted mind
his hands his feet his elbows tied
sleeps by the day and in the night he crys
the bastard son of a travelling man
conceived and born in a caravan
lives where he could and comes out when he can
death of a rock star played by an actor
gotta make a film 'cos he died in a fast car
with lots of booze drugs and sex
make him up a demi god invent all the rest
like character john's been trying it on
to get his picture in the news
he took a leap from his pad
the same place that his dad
choked on a video so blue
this is the land of the free tuning in to 6 15
we'll always want but we'll never need on american tv
searching for our liberty fight the fight to succeed
living out the american dream on american tv
v for victory u s of a
always search for the american way
take a bite of the big apple kick a coca cola can
all stand up salute uncle sam
put a man on the moon now aint too soon
another russian spy puts a spanner in and boom
from washington to tennessee
we put the bullets in the kennedys
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