America is an angry drunk stumbling through
the saloon, waving a shotgun              
                                                     singing I shot
the sheriff and I’m going to shoot the deputy

I watch ID TV. These stories never end well.
Whether or not the crime is solved somebody
always dies                   
                      Oh America   
                                           how do we change you
           Do we get on our knees, pray the princess  
           will kiss the frog?     
                                            Or were we the ones          
           under a spell to ever think you a prince?