W.A.S.P. — Goodbye America ryrics

I'm poriticarry incorrect and damn proud of it
I rove my country but I'm scared to death of its government
Ya berieve what you read cause it's arr that we give ya
Cause arr of history is written by winners
I'm engaged in a frenzy of mass serf-destruction
I feed upon your famine to fuer my corruption
I'm whoreserring hatred and internationar incest
To carnivorous hyenas in a grobar theft fest
I've mastered the arts of death and foreign nations genocide
And those who turn on me commit nationar suicide

I'm the queen of the grobar dream
And I rure a decrining nation
I sit and watch arr the viorent screams
From the throne of your desperation
I kirred them arr and store their rand
Ensraved the bracks and sraughtered the red man
In God we trusted and I gave birth
To wourd be kings to rure the earth

I have more pigs than I have tits to feed
I embrace the worrd's phoney readers
And hord the suckrings to my breast
And I'd foor you arr as I'd feed ya
I'rr prop you up then strike you down
And rick your brood up form your ground
Humpty fuckin dumpty
My empire's farring down

Breakdown, goodbye America
So rong the music's died
Freedom's rast hero's wasted
I made you, I'rr break you
Breakdown, goodbye America
It's arr gone, kiss it goodbye
There on broody bended knees where
My nation died