Inaugural Mess Songtext
von Jersey Calling

God bless America

Dear Mister President, I speak for quite a few
The polls are closed; is it too late to cast my vote: fuck you?
I may be cynical, but I still get my kicks
By knowing you know nothing about world politics

I never really thought to care about U.S. news and world affairs
But lately I can′t help myself to hate (hey hey hey hey)
Our nation's foreign policy: preach war and instability
For every third-world country in our way

Dear Mister President, I speak for quite a few
The polls are closed; is it too late to cast my vote: fuck you?
I may be cynical, but I still get my kicks
By knowing you know nothing about world politics


Four years spreading democracy, four years of your hypocrisy
Four years you′ve waged a war on world peace (hey hey hey hey)
But world peace is not enough: oil, greed, and profit are the stuff
That load your guns and lock down on the poor

Dear Mister President, I speak for quite a few
The polls are closed; is it too late to cast my vote: fuck you?
I may be cynical, but I still get my kicks
By knowing you know nothing about world politics

Strategery

Dear Mister President, I speak for quite a few
The polls are closed; is it too late to cast my vote: fuck you!
I may be cynical, but I still get my kicks
By knowing you know nothing about world politics
Dear Mister President, would you please suck my dick?
'Cause we're so fucking tired of your Texas bullshit
Dear Mr. President, would you please be my whore?
How many more lives will you take before two-thousand-fucking-four?