A fistful of dollars, a nuclear warhead
A few dollars more, arms galore
A fistful of dollars gotta win the arms race
They'd kill us all for a few dollars

A cracked old actor runs the country
Reading scripts from old'B'movies
Finger on the b___on, head in the clouds
Still doing anything to please the crowds

Biggest is best the American way
Living and lie from day to day
A flash car only boosts the ego
Fuel economy out the window

History and heritage, they haven't got
Though that doesn't mean a lot
They pride themselves on their wild west past
Would be cowboys to the last.

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