Gram Rabbit - American Boys текст песни

When I see this face
It reminds me of a world…
A world in which creates a pitch
For a broken glitch.
In an electric ditch.
I never again saw the face
Inside this room
I feel a broom
Sweeping the floor
And then I think
This makes me sick!
(Operatic)
(Love,Hate)
(Happy surprised)
Help
Help
Help
What is going on?
Is the weather channel on…
Do you believe Abraham Lincoln is dead?
Did you blow off your own head
Now I know what is going on…
Welcome to America.
A land of youthful life
Welcome to America
A land of steel knives
Children's drawings.
Grafiti
Drawn on all the walls… Operatic Grafiti
War
War!
War!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Carrots,Corn Cauliflower…Vegatables…Rabbit feeding frenzy.