America


I hate going to McDonald's
And ordering a burger
A milkshake
A few more Mcdoubles
And I get the guy who says "si"
No no no no no
Like this is America we speak American
When you're walking through the mall
Walk past the Muslim people and they're talking whatever
It like again everyone here speaks American not hahaha boom
When drivers from Canada drive in America it's like they don't know
That it's miles an hour not kilometers an hour
Drive American style
When you see a solider
Go off to war and the family in tears
Just the thought of them not coming back
You learn something that
Freedom isn't free
People die every day just keep us from dying
This is America YEE HAW!

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