Son of America

Systematic whine of irrigation
Isn't it such an irritation?
All units, report to your stations
We're about to bomb-drop this nation

Cataclizmic calamities
Happenning throughout this country daily
Make a joke; I'm broke as one
This society isn't all it's cut out to be, son

You'll never experience
This so called government
This heirarchy of hypocrites
This Christ born nation of immigrants
Soon it'll have it's own emigrants
Let's hope the bush catches fire quick
Least our people suffer more from this-

PIECE OF PEACE OF SHIT.