Lyrics:

Yeah, land of the free, home of the hard
Home of the tough, survivors

We some gun toting, church going, 18-wheel rolling
Bag slanging, flag waving, at the dinner table praying
Old school yard fighting, beer drinking, hell raising
Hard working, blue collar, earn it all due paying

Illegal weed smoking, dope cooking, dirt dealers
On the corner Bible preachers, Hollywood dream seekers
Muddy water swimming in rock an' roll all the time
Straight from the assembly line and that's how it's made

That's how it's made in the U.S.A., the U.S.A.
A manufactured dream, a fraction of a thing
We got it made, in the U.S.A., the U.S.A.
Isn't it great? How we got it made

We some 9 to 5 back breaking, food Stamp line waiting
Convict time giving, underage time taking
Neighborhood gang banging, subway graffiti painting
Big cars, street stars, young dirty money making

Old money home taking, clothes in the yard throwing
Late on the rent paying, foul mouth word saying
One-way street paving
Road to success but you gotta do some concrete laying
That's how it's made

That's how it's made in the U.S.A., the U.S.A.
A manufactured dream, a fraction of a thing
We got it made, in the U.S.A., the U.S.A.
Isn't it great? How we got it made

She's been eating lies we fed her
Shoulda been full but nothing's helping
Knew she wanted something better
Still she took the second helping

Now she's well known, broke and cold
Fendi jackets, full of holes, no one knows

Single mother child raising from the stripper poll swinging
Daughter in the red light, coals for the cold season
She don't speak, no reason, why? 'Cause no one will ever know
That's what? That's how it's made

That's how it's made, in the U.S.A. the U.S.A.
It's every mother's dream to see her daughter on her knees
Well we got it made, in the U.S.A., the U.S.A.
Isn't it great? How we got it made
That's how it's made in the U.S.A.