U.S.S.A.

歌詞

Fields Of Freedom Sown With My Blood Agent Orange Death From Above C.C.C.P I See Red P.M.R.C You're Better Off Dead My Country Tis Of Thee Sweet Land Of Anarchy Lost Souls Can't Be Saved Cause We're All Living For The Grave They Try And Tell Me That I'm Free But Pinko Maggots All I See Like A Rate Caught In A Trap You've Been Taking All Their Crap [Chorus:] Do What They Say Just A Slave Cradle To Grave