Seymour Butts - America the Brave [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

(Yo, let's go Butts
Oh-oh, kill 'em, dawg)

[Verse 1]
Yo, it's hard to give a fuck of what the government does
When there dumb laws are what's creating the buzz
They present their citizens with retarded-ass shit
And want to see your deportation for a song like this
I'm abusing the first amendment which gives me freedom of expression
The same fucking amendment that keeps gays from having weddings
In some states, and they'll talk that it's state rights
Well I say it's unconstitutional and they should never see daylight
Let's have a damned uprising and a Malcolm X-approach
And for the animals in slaughterhouses and species keep getting poached
How can we overfeed turkeys so that they can't walk no more
We're an inhumane country, and God, what the fuck for?
So we can send fat-ass Americans to their deathbed from obesity?
So they get their asses stuck in the seats, all greasy and ceaselessly?
It's not like we're fattening up piggies and sending them to the poor
The paupers will never feel the glory, we need to help them out more
If we can't open jobs, then let's find them a home
Help them back on their feet with an eventual loan
But this country doesn't know how to feel
The same country who fed mentally-disabled kids radioactive oatmeal
The same country that thinks that communism is terrible
That policy's not bad, I honestly think that's it's wearable
It's a country that's the home of the brave and land of the free
But you can't be communist, atheist, or gay, oh my Christ, can you see?

[Chorus]
This country has a lot of shaping up to do
It ain't number one, it's barely one-hundred and two
Inflation's coming ahead, there should be a public scare
I guess that's why right now we can't have free health care

[Verse 2]
A country where we overuse the word and make fun of the ghettos
The government's a master puppeteer, like fucking Geppetto
My generation and the next are growing up in a racist place
A place where you can slur and slang an ethnicity with grace
I'll assemble an army and I'll helm the perimeter
And not let in people who hate others just cause they're dissimilar
I know for a fact that if there is a God above us, my brethren
Then He's not gonna care and he'll let the "fags" into Heaven
Listen to what I'm preaching, whether seven or a hundred-eleven
This song is a sermon and should serve as a leaven
To all
How's this country supposed to expand; get better and bigger
When the straight Caucasians keep saying "faggot" and "nigger?"