Oh pitiful for smoggy skies
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With amber lanes of waste
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With Dreadful mountain poverty's
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So many infants slain
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America, America
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God shed his wrath on thee
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No livelihood, It's just not good
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From sea to blackened sea
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Time ticks away, but still they play
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With plans of conquering
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The industry, they think they're free
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Toy soldiers of the damned
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America, America
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God shed his death on thee
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No livelihood, it's just not good
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From sea to blackened sea
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Oh Beautiful for spacious skies
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With amber waves of grain
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With purple mountain majesties
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Above the fruited plain
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America, America
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God shed his grace on thee
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With crown thy hood and brotherhood
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From sea to shining sea
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America The Pitiful
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