Messed up in Ameriqqa

We're messed up in Ameriqqa
We killed our mother to sing her praises
Wearing her skin as democracy habit
Pumping the sky full of gassy ideas
Catching Buddha in a web of protocols
Trapping pussy cats in heat
Putting Jeannie back in the bottle
Hot damn, it's gotten so hot
Here in the burgeoning freedom colony
Homeland is a place to believe in
Or not believing, to leave in a hurry
Cause and effect clamp down with wall
Closing in the confusion and pain
Blocking the light, protecting the shadows
We bought so much into the old school of darkness
Into the crazy wit of lordship
The absolute monarch of fairy tails sits
Once again in corner of a barren room
There's no more time for fantasy
Even panic freezes one on the spot
It's a long contest of stares, of endurance
A dead-heat tie
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All hail the great collective alaya!