Текст песни




Look out of your windows, watch the skies
And all the introductions, with bright, new eyes
With lovely new ideas and face
And a proud and righteous look
But we're still hiding behind chains
And hiding behind guns
'Cause we're the 51st state of America
Oh yeah, we're the 51st state of America
Yeah, we are the 51st state of America
I'll stand right with you in your jaffa, mother and son
Proud
Although the daughters and the sons of America
Make me very proud
Make no hype to the Yankee Congress
The power of our hands, the softness of our hands
And the guns under our pillows
We're the 51st state of America
Ai, ai, ai, ai
51St state of America
Oh, this is, this is the 51st state of America
51St state of America
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
I'm not the chief of this beast
I'm just a man who's mad and in the streets
So you can say what you like
But don't you change in me
Though it's always hard
There's no, there's no doubt
Oh, whoa
51St state of America
51St state of America
51St state, 51st state of America
51St state, 51st state of America
51St state of America
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, oh, oh, oh



Авторы: Harris, Sullivan, Heaton, Cartwright


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