Latin Dead Kennedy
Howdy pardner
Grab somebody
And let's have some fun
I ain't black
But I'm glad to say I'm not white
US born citizen
Yeah, U S born citizen
Cause you ain't even a quarter of the whole continent
A whole lotta more America here
Down where
Kids actually do starve to death
Where military actually get sent
By the government to kill and maim
Its own people when they don't behave
To please your international fruit companies
Thе soil might be ours
But you get the commoditiеs
And you dare to say Mexicans take your jobs away
When you've have taken all our resources
The third world
Let's better call it hell
We die like slaves, with no bread nor bed
No wonder why so many are on a constant escape
Oh, to live and die in the USA
You own the world
We don't even own our crumbs
You live in so much power
And we grow up to break and work our asses
Off and still die poor
You own the world
We don't even own our crumbs
You live in so much power
And we grow up to break and work our asses
Off and still die poor
Well, at least weather's nice