Lyrics:

This land is very small A bum scrawl with people crawl (?) America's the greatest way I'm counting thoughts; I'm counting days Well I know it's true, ‘cuz God told me to tell it to you I know it's true; a God told me to tell it to you This metal cuts my skin America has eaten my cousin Green boots and a hard green helmet I feel so bad ‘cuz I'm left and spent I know it's true, ‘cuz God told me to tell it to you (X2) A God told me to tell it to you (X4)