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us, we're blue. Oh Conrad we love you. VW & JA (over chorus): Oh beautiful for spaceious skies for amber waves of grain. America, America, g-d shed
an American Beauty rose With an American Beauty nose, And ten American Beaty toes, Eyes on the target, and wham-- One shot, one gun shot and bam! Hey, Mr
maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish But I'm debated disputed hated and viewed in America as a motherfuckin