James McMurtry - God Bless America (Pat MacDonald Must Die) lyrics

Look yonder coming mercy me Three wise men in an SUV Corporate logo on the side Air conditioned quiet ride That thing don't run on french fry grease That thing don't run on love and peace Takes gasoline to make that thing go Now bring your hands up nice and slow [Chorus:] Take us to the land of milk and honey Sing and dance all night long What you gonna do with all that money What you gonna do when the money's all gone Negotiation's just no fun And it don't serve our interests none Gonna turn up the heat till it comes to a boil The'n we'll go git that A-rab oil We'll s** it all up through the barrel of a gun Everyday's the end of days for some Republicans don't cut and run Tell me ain't you proud of what we've done [Chorus] You keep talkin' that sh** like I never heard Hush little president don't say a word When the rapture comes and the angels sing God's gonna buy you a diamond ring