Miss America

Lyrics

Miss America's wearing thin She's all tiaras and glamour Can't stop the boss from keeping his hands off It's all snakes, no ladders Miss America says live the dream So long as you're born white Killed the natives and jailed the slaves Moved more to the right May God bless you And your golden sons May God bless you And your love of guns May God bless you And your passion for freedom Sold to the man with the tan May God bless you And your golden sons May God bless you And your love of guns May God bless you And your passion for freedom Sold to the man with the tan Looks so good in the photographs Just smile Not so good when the lights go down Heels about to break "She's not straight!" Her judge cries Miss America's rescue plan Rocket ships to Mars Fouled the nest so we'll start again With billionaires and film stars