Tác giả : Mission U.k.
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I've felt the heat 
In the city of angels 
Dust up on high 
And the worse for wear 
I've seen the lights 
Going down on sunset 
Madmen running loose 
There's murder in the air 
So this is america 
 
Love colder than death 
Working the streets 
Love doesn't come cheap 
So i learn how to steal 
Religion for sale 
Buy my way into heaven 
Sell my soul for a trick 
It's not worth a great deal 
So this is america 
 
I remember her smile and her virgin heart 
I remember her tears tearing me apart 
I remember my hands helpless and tied 
As they led her away i remember i cried 
 
I've put my life 
In the hands of a scream 
Small talked and less 
With legends to be 
But i carried a torch 
For the child forbidden 
And when the heat closed in 
They crucified me 
So this is america 
 
Dreams don't come easy 
Without any sleep 
Laid wide eyed and weary 
On this damned bed of nails 
I hit the freeway 
And step on the speed 
Head for the desert 
When madness prevails 
So this is america 
God bless you america 
God bless you america 
God bless you america 
God bless you 
America