This land is very small
A bummy scrawl where people crawl
America's the greatest way
I'm counting thoughts, I'm counting days
I know it's true
â€~Cuz God told me to tell it to you
I know it's true
A God told me to tell it to you
This metal cuts my skin
America has eaten my cousin
Green boots and a hard green helmet
I feel so bad â€~cuz I'm left and spent
I know it's true
â€~Cuz God told me to tell it to you
I know it's true
â€~Cuz God told me to tell it to you
A God told me to tell it to you
A God told me to tell it to you
A God told me to tell it to you
A God told me to tell it to you