Two Hundred Fifty Years of Bullshit
five star this five star that
nobody really gets five stars flat
the poorest of the poor the richest of the rich
the one who makes the door
to the bathroom can finally shit
one McDonald’s fine a million’s overblown
we’re all already singing: ai ai o
when you get out of the country
just look at how they see US
with a colonizing beard
with belts that fit round Texas
when you celebrate today
tho you prob won’t wave the flag
give a kiss to all your family
and count the things you have
you don’t know how good you got it
in the land of the (former) brave
in the home where you tip for freedom
where you can just pave over the slaves
rate your fucking friends
like they’re just another Uber
post your fucking pics to the ‘gram
for the robot cops of future