My father was an inventor, a genius with anything mechanical. Nine patents, six pending. He dropped out of Harvard, "to get an education", he said. I grew up with the belief that the world belonged to him, and that everything he said was true.
Look around ya, how did America get this way? Land of promise, land of opportunity. Give us the wretched refuse of your teeming shores. Have a Coke. Watch TV.
Have a nice day.
Go on welfare. Get free money. Turn to crime - crime pays in this ...
Clap Your Hands
Words and Music by Gary Johnson
Performed by Grace Gospel Primary School Choir See more