America
Have you seen america?
Have you seen the eyes of America?
Have you seen through the eyes of America?
Or the Americans?
Outside it’s America
Yeah outside it’s America
And inside
It’s hell
the americans are inside
Well if this is hell
Then hell is freezing cold
Well if this is hell
Then all those analogies—
about hell freezing over—
well they’ve already been fulfilled
yes outside it’s America
it doesn’t snow in America
except on wedding days
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