America by The Indelicates

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This little England, it's dingy and it's mean
I've flirted with her mewling gods and petty jealousies
Her edited-reader rebels with their simulated causes
Their weak-chinned snarls and red guitars
I disregard them all

When they pin me to the wall, I'll say
I'm with America
With godless America, I'll stand and I'll fall
Though it cuts me to my soul that
it must be America
it must be America
or nothing at all

The popstars who write operas and make fatuous remarks
The theory-quoting upstarts who snort fair-trade coke in parks
I find myself a loner and I find myself bereft
I find myself agreeing with Bill O'Reilly more than the left

When they pin me to the wall, I'll say
I'm with America
With godless America, I'll stand and I'll fall
Though it cuts me to my soul that
it must be America
it must be America
or nothing at all

This little England, it's dingy and it's mean__I've flirted with her mewling gods and petty jealousies__Her edited-reader rebels with their simulated causes__Their weak-chinned snarls and red guitars__I disregard them all____When they pin me to the wall, I'll say__I'm with America__With godless America, I'll stand and I'll fall__Though it cuts me to my soul that__it must be America__it must be America__or nothing at all____The popstars who write operas and make fatuous remarks__The theory-quoting upstarts who snort fair-trade coke in parks__I find myself a loner and I find myself bereft__I find myself agreeing with Bill O'Reilly more than the left____When they pin me to the wall, I'll say__I'm with America__With godless America, I'll stand and I'll fall__Though it cuts me to my soul that__it must be America__it must be America__or nothing at all __