Lyrics
The leads are weak
The leads are weak
Fucking leads are weak
You're weak
Remember when America
Had a middle class and an upper class
That was way before the exodus
That was the America
That we thought was number one
Thought would overcome, thought would never die
That was just our pride and faith
Two petty deadly sins, I know faith isn't one of 'em
But it should have been 'cause some things are crumbling
We have no camaraderie
Just a faith someone would save us from despondence
We called it America, whoa-oh-oh
We called it America, whoa-oh
"Number one America" was the slogan used
To keep morale up when we knew we were already cooked
Then the better western states succeeded in secession
And the eastern ones followed right behind
Mexi-Can-America was the perfect name
That epitomized the order of significance
Authority and affluence, we had turned it all around
Went from number one straight to number two
We called it America, whoa-oh-oh
We called it America, whoa-oh
National bankruptcy
Circumcised society
USA dined and ditched
FOX Reports "Poor is the new rich"
We called it America, whoa-oh-oh
We called it America, whoa-oh
We called it America, whoa-oh-oh
We called it America, whoa-oh
We called it America
