• There was once a place in a distant land
    where one could go and be his own man
    There was a place that one could go
    to create vast riches by creating things that others would not even dare to know
    This place was a place that was close to my heart
    but day by day it is being torn apart
    This place was once a beakon to the poor and shatterd
    but now the wealth in ones pocket is all that matters
    today we admire those who break even the simplest of laws
    today we fallow those who fight ever so greatly to keep their flaws
    the drugs, the violence
    is all that the public now seeks
    the deranged and the ever so wicked
    are no longer the freaks
    we hold high those who encourage crime and desolation
    what has become of this once great nation?!
    I say damn those who throw them selves away
    screw those who choose destroy not only themselves, but those around them
    so what happend to that land where the tired and the poor could go to find salvation?
    WHAT HAPPEND TO MY ONCE TO GREAT NATION!