Third World Country

Hell exists And it’s called the United States What do we call A third world country Larping as The greatest nation in the world? The rest of the World mocks you For you are nothing But a sick joke Who do we call When the president doesn’t Even know he’s in charge Someone take him to a home We must dig up the roots they planted Before they spread and taint the land If not our world will be doomed To live in a perpetual state of gloom We need to protect Each other at all costs One for all and all for one If we will win this battle Please don’t die on me now Before the toughest is through We need all the power we can get If we decide to win this war This war were fighting is for us Everyone that doesn’t have a voice Everyone who was forgotten By this society that we live in We must dig up the roots they planted Before they spread and taint the land If not our world will be doomed To live in a perpetual state of gloom You do not comprehend The evils that lie before us A man made evil so intense It could kill you with a look We must dig up the roots they planted Before they spread and taint the land If not our world will be doomed To live in a perpetual state of gloom