Oh beautiful for dumpstered food
And squatted foreclosed homes,
But empty parks with barricades
Are everywhere I roam!
America! America!
What has become of thee?
Or has it always been this way
And we just didn't see?
Oh beautiful for--free schools,
And roof-top garden beds.
But all around they tear them down,
Not legal's what they said.
America! America!
I have not what I need.
And when I try to plant my own
You dig up every seed.
O beautiful for citizens
Paint art upon on the bricks.
But your police don't keep the peace,
They beat us up with sticks.
America! America!
You try to crush my will.
When will the guns be taken from
The men who shoot to kill.
Oh beautiful for Spring is Here,
And fearless now we rise
Against the rent, of Government
And all it's violent lies.
America! America!
No borders will we keep,
But drink and bread and home and bed
For every one there'll be.
America! America!
Good riddance to your name.
For from the blood, runs through the mud
Is how you staked your claim.
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