Texty: Kanye West. My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy. Who Will Survive In America.

Us living as we do upside-down
And the new words at hand is revolution
People don't even want to hear the preachers spill or squeal
Because God's whole card has been thoroughly peaked
And America is now blood and tears instead of milk and honey

The youngsters who were programmed to continue fucking up
Woke up one night
Digging Paul Revere and Nat Turner as the good guys

America stripped from bed
And we have not all yet closed our eyes
The signs of truth were tattooed
Across our authentic vagina

We learned to our amazement
The untold tale of scandal
Two long centuries buried in a rusty vault
Hosed down daily with a gagging perfume

America was a bastard
The illegitimate daughter of the mother country
Whose legs were then spread around the world
And a rapist known as freedom, freedom

Democracy, liberty and justice
Were revolutionary code names
That proceeded the bubbling, bubbling, bubbling
In the mother country's crotch

What does Webster say about soul?
All I want is a good home and a wife and a children
And some food to feed them every night

After all is said and done, build a new route to China if they'll have you
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?
Who will survive in America?