When the towers fell in New York,
I sang “God Bless America”
With teary, misty eyes;
I proudly waved the red, white, and blue
While the bombs fell and people died
Under the might
Of the good ol’ US of A.
3,000 died that September day, they said;
A terrible, rotten shame that is.
But, Sammy-boy, we both know you’ve killed your thousands, too…
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