Oh my country tis of thee
Why hast thou forsaken me
Working days become the night
A dying dollars final fight
Amber blowing wave of grain
Harvest met to others gain
Days of debt infect the masses
Bondage bankers gifted passes
Ceilings fail on our default
No more credit in the vault
Land of milk and honey gone
Nowhere clear for movin' on
Battle lost without a gun
Not too sure who really won
Economic heart disease
The IRS is now chinese
Bring it back oh president
At least attempt to make a dent
Next one up to take a swing
Time to earn the freedom ring
Spend no more by happenstance
Add some magic to the dance
Make a move both bold and brave
It's just my gold n soul you save
-Hermit King-
