Uncle Sam Goddamn

Ah, the name of this song is Uncle Sam Goddamn
 It's a show tune, but the show ain't been written for it yet
 We're gonna see if-
 Tony Jerome and the band can maybe work this shit out for me
 And straighten me out right quick
 I like it so far man
 Yeah
 Come on, let's go
 Welcome to the United Snakes
 Land of the thief, home of the slave
 Grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred and-
 Let's do this shit for real, come on now
 Smoke and mirrors, stripes and stars
 Stolen for the cross in the name of God
 Bloodshed, genocide, rape and fraud
 Writ' into the pages of the law, good Lord
 The Cold Continent latch key child
 Ran away one day and started acting foul
 King of where the wild things are daddy's proud
 Because the Roman Empire done passed it down
 Imported and tortured a work force
 And never healed the wounds or shook the curse off
 Now the grown up Goliath nation
 Holding open auditions for the part of David, can you feel it?
 Nothing can save you, you question the reign
 You get rushed in and chained up
 Fist raised but I must be insane
 'Cause I can't figure a single goddamn way to change it
 Welcome to the United Snakes
 Land of the thief, home of the slave
 The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God
 Welcome to the United Snakes
 Land of the thief, home of the slave
 The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God
 All must bow to the fat and lazy
 The fuck you, obey me, and why do they hate me? (Who me?)
 Only two generations away
 From the world's most despicable slavery trade
 Pioneered so many ways to degrade a human being
 That it can't be changed to this day
 Legacy so ingrained in the way that we think
 We no longer need chains to be slaves
 Lord it's a shameful display
 The overseers even got raped along the way
 'Cause the children can't escape from the pain
 And they're born with the poisonous hatred in their veins
 Try and separate a man from his soul
 You only strengthen him, and lose your own
 But shoot that fucker if he walk near the throne
 Remind him that this is my home, now go on
 Welcome to the United Snakes
 Land of the thief, home of the slave
 The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God
 Welcome to the United Snakes
 Land of the thief, home of the slave
 The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God
 Hold up, give me one right here
 Hold on
 You don't give money to the bums
 On a corner with a sign bleeding from their gums
 Talking about you don't support a crackhead?
 What you think happens to the money from your taxes?
 Shit, the Government's an addict
 With a billion dollar a week kill brown people habit
 And even if you ain't on the front line
 When massah yell crunch time, you right back at it
 Man look, and how you hustling backwards
 At the end of the year, add up what they subtracted
 Three outta 12 months, your salary pays for that madness
 Man, that's savage
 What's left, get a big ass plasma
 To see where they made Dan Rather point the damn camera
 Only approved questions get answered
 Now stand your ass up for that national anthem
 Welcome to the United Snakes
 Land of the thief, home of the slave
 The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God
 Welcome to the United Snakes
 Land of the thief, home of the slave
 The grand imperial guard where the dollar is sacred, and power is God
 (You're so low)
 Custom made (You're so low)
 To consume the noose (You're so low)
 Keep saying we're free (You're so low)
 But we're all just loose (You're so low)
 Keep saying we're free (You're so low)
 But we're all just loose (You're so low)
 Keep saying we're free (You're so low)
 But we're all just loose (You're so low)
 Custom made (You're so low)
 To consume the noose (You're so low)
 Keep saying we're free (You're so low)
 But we're all just loose (You're so low)