America what are you doing?
What are you doing fighting in these times?
1969 all over again
The 1969 of unwarranted arms
America, baby you sure ain't lost your charm
Standing naked in the bedroom
America baby you're see through
The strain of Souls and of Minds aren't your jazz America
Too concerned with the Almighty Dollar, it's too bad America
Too bad you aren't a student of Buddha America
Too bad you aren't a student of Mohammed Ghandi, America
Too bad you're feeble-minded, inhuman, and animalistic, America
Baby I love you, but I'm leaving you
You see I cheated on you in my Lysergic acid escapades
In my crusades over seas to dissolve the Word of God
In my struggles of day to day life, America, I fell in love
I looked into Man's eye and was mesmerized
I heard Man speak of your lies America, and was hypnotized
I heard the cries of Marx, Ellis, and Salinger
Phony America! Putrid America! Free America!
Baby, Beautiful, you're not free
Held prisoner of war by the Almighty Dollar