The Color of America
You said to pick one color but I had to do three
they represent one thing that we Americans call free
but the sound it makes, sounds like death to me
the red, white, and blue can you see
I hear an air strike
bombs light up the night
so many screams
how can they say its right
they've gotten a nuke
it just makes me puke
so many screams
caused by our fluke
a deserted land
covered in sand
so many screams
caused by our hands
secretary of defense
went on the offense
so many screams
when are we going to pay penance
when I was three
was taught we were free
so many screams
right here in our country
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