Sorry son but this is not America It might not be nice but this is not America We got pizza and wine but this is not America Stacci bello, this is not America
Sorry to spoiler the rest if this shit but your chance is crap and your life's a bitch And chances are the shit-hole you despise Might be as well the shit-hole where You Die
Time might come and it might quick You realise your position it ain't worth a dick And too dumb to find a real enemy You will fight yourself with booze And shit
But nobody'll think you're damned and cool Nobody is fucking gonna write your book Nobody is fucking gonna shoot the film Your life's just short and full Of shit
And as far as I can tell America might not be America as well Bologna is the shit hole I'm from and honestly on a America I don't give a shit no