Texty:
Dosť Amerika

Without your love I might move to Oklahoma Without your love I might pack my bags and go Without your love I might as well be living in a coma Without

be kings to rule the earth Breakdown, goodbye America So long, the music's died Freedom's last hero's wasted I made you, I'll break you Breakdown, goodbye America

Preklad: Ugly Američania. Texas IsnÂ't dosť veľký.

My lungs still hurt cuz i'm still breathing you you can't see clear when i'm always near if we can't breathe we have to leave if you come running to

I may not be a pillar in my town Or have the kind of job you think that I should. I know you see me out running around with a couple of people You think

fuckin dumpty My empire's falling down Breakdown, goodbye America So long the music's died Freedom's last hero's wasted I made you, I'll break you Breakdown, goodbye America