My Own Country Lyrics - Pennywise
Fools run the government sick foreign policy
Their words sound valiant but their hands are green
Unending quest for power Taxes that make us slaves
Don't believe a word of it ignore the fucked up things they say
I'm gonna make it on my own Dictator on a throne
Make my own philosophy U.S. of me
A citizen who's really pissed United Anarchists
Give me death or liberty I am my own country
United States Confederate of Me
Old whigs in parliament play bedroom politics
Salacious stories make them look obscene
Spin on your nemesis fill up the news today
Don't believe a word of it not all the fucked up things they say
it's ail me No secret police
Writer: PETER WARLOCK
Lyrics © OXFORD UNIVERSITY PRESS
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