In america

The yanks are in town,
So we must all frown.
They think they are great,
But the world loves to hate,

For they take all our oil,
And do nothing but spoil.
They patrol their borders with great intent,
But its all in vain to a great extent,

Its a waste of time trying to banish,
All the people who speak in Spanish.
You can visit Texas where you'll find a lot,
they are there for jobs and give it a shot.

Search further afield and you cannot miss,
We Mexican workers doing that and this,
Texas to Arizona and LasVegas too,
They are there in restaurants just to serve you.

Earning a crust,
Because their needs must,
They get enough money, their journey goes south,
To share the honey with a family mouth.

So why do the yanks give a big damn, Watching slaves go home with all the ham, Well, go into McDonald's or burger king,
with no workers to cook their favorite thing,

Or go to the farm where the crops are dry,
For the Mexicans waved a mighty goodbye,
America will struggle,
or just try and juggle,

Along with recession
And grand depression,
Its all a mess which causes much stress,
To the yank in the street who is feeling the heat.
The politics stink and sure do smell, a president bent on making hell,
But most of the people couldn't care less,
Living it up at a nice address,
For as long as the yanks
can visit the banks,
and work in the muck
to buy a new truck,

I guess, All Will Be Well in America!