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letra de the ballad of lady liberty - dane bachman

[intro]
well i’m just a sh-ggy piece of sh-t
watchin’ the american tv set
ants on the freeway, all in pain
give me seven minutes to explain

[verse 1]
when a mama and a papa love too much
it builds in their bellies until it erupts
white-hot lava pumped through their veins
brain-breakin’ fetuses all wrapped in chains
coagulatin’ in the embryonic stage
you dance in her belly and you’re all the rage
finally when you’re feelin’ at home
you’re born and they’re sayin’ you’re cute to the bone

[verse 2]
first four years you have all the say
swimmin’ in a bowl of pb&j
you’re filmed when you cry, you’re filmed when you laugh
but they keep the cameras off when they’re spankin’ your -ss
you’re a cop, you’re a k!ller, a prisoner of war
the hot mom next door; she must be a wh0r-
livin’ like buddha; ya stuck in the ‘now’
kids find nirvana but n0body’s proud
you got no worries, you got no rules
five years old; welcome to school

[verse 3]
i know you’re young and i know it’s true
that you should run around like you want to
but listen up, come over and see
here’s some homework, you’re no longer free
i know they might appear to be grown
but teachers got hard problems of their own
so ignore their fake t-ts, ignore their botox
and humbly admit that math really rocks
preparin’ for a future you can’t quite grasp
p-b-s come along and they whip ya in the -ss

[verse 4]
how many songs do i have to write
about poppin’ zits all through the night
your voice goes ‘crack,’ your whiskers grow long
suddenly everything you do is wrong
you cry about it all and you don’t see a point
so you just succ-mb to the drink and the joint
fallin’ in love can be so hard
when college comes knockin’ on your front door
before you even know what you wanna do
you’re doin’ it with debt out the wazoo

[verse 5]
take a plane across america, ‘nother part of town
you’re pretentious as soon as you touch down
60k just so you can say
this is my campus, this my safe sp-ce
thinkin’ you’re goddam cultured and cool
with your nose ring and your bumper sticker school
four years of a drinkin’ vacation
i guess hangovers are higher education
finally you get your degree
and you’re dropped all alone in the middle of the street

[verse 6]
try to get a job so you can spend
all your weekdays in a plastic pen
if you pursue a creative field
say goodbye to dough, you chose the poor deal
maybe you’ll meet a person you love
and maybe you’ll stray from whatever’s above
right before you give birth to a kid
you think about the world your kid’s gonna live

[verse 7]
on one hand of the political scale
you got republicans askin’ you to kneel
you gotta own a truck, you gotta own guns
you gotta vote for god in the case that he runs
they say you’re not allowed to be g-y
you’re forced to go to war, so you’d better pray
topple the establishment sounds fine
but instead you just toppled our peace of mind

[verse 8]
take a turn left, you’ll meet the liberals
who stone you to death if you say certain words
screamin’ about the d-mn free market
when they haven’t even read a book on economics
they didn’t consent to hear this song
i don’t mean to gaslight you, but you’re wrong
measurin’ d-cks but it’s a new game
where you win based on the oppression you’ve faced

[verse 9]
people got their faces buried in phones
you ask them a question but n0body’s home
give the kids a tablet, make ’em shut up
so i can stuff my face until i throw up
parents go out, they shop at whole foods
their kid’s in the bathroom puffin’ on a juul
blood and p-rn all on the tv
desensitized from pg-13
there’s something dangerously wrong
with the world that’s inside of this song

[outro]
well i’m just a sh-ggy piece of sh-t
watchin’ the american tv set
so listen up now, and hear me good
cause lady liberty’s on her period

- dane bachman

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