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| P.U.S.A. (Mando Diao) |
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I drove the driver way
Now I must speed up get up wipe up everything I’ve got
Wanna hit the pretty ice in my big city
With my big clichés
And if I get outgive upget along with myself
I’ve gotta get it on the dancefloorbaby where
In the Post United States of America
I’ve got my brotherhood to help metake ‘em there
In the Post United States of America
Police asked me where to go in a nowhereland
I’m in a state of sand
And if I pray wellmake hellgee swellI’ll be OK
Brothers on my right and left they don’t give a shit
‘bout my bottomless pit
And I knowI will turn ‘emall you mothers in’n’out
I wanna get it on the dancefloor baby where
In the Post United States of America
I’ve got my brotherhood to help metake ‘em there
In the Post United States of America
Love mefool medrink my wine
In the in the Post United States of America
I wanna go with those who live and dies
In the Post United States of America
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