From the blues came rock & roll

Music to fill an empty soul

Teens watched movies in their cars

Dean & Brando, immortal stars

They sent men up to the moon!

Whilst Disney conjured magical cartoons

Little ol’ Blighty, seemed so dull

In shadow of America's neon pull

A place to be who you wanted to be

A land of true democracy 

Like a big brother standing tall

To protect & serve, it seemed for all

Our countries connected by loss & war

Values shared for evermore…

You were the beacon, you were the light 

The ones prepared to fight the good fight

But, it would seem, the land of the free 

Has now become the land of the me! 

There's a cuckoo in the nest, a pretender on the throne

The only pockets he will fill is his very own

America's great foundations, are about to break

Whilst lies spew out pretending all the truth is fake

Worldwide, dictators rub their bloody hands

Dancing in joy & glee upon these shifting sands

The Star Spangled Banner, from Hendrix’ guitar

Howls through the ages to reopen the old scar

Oh, brother where art thou? Where are you now?

Becoming a tyrannical rich guy's cash cow 

America: if not careful, you will only be remembered 

As the land where democracy & freedom were surrendered