This land is very small

A bum scrawl with people crawl (?)

America's the greatest way

I'm counting thoughts; I'm counting days

Well I know it's true, ‘cuz God told me to tell it to you

I know it's true; a God told me to tell it to you

This metal cuts my skin

America has eaten my cousin

Green boots and a hard green helmet

I feel so bad ‘cuz I'm left and spent

I know it's true, ‘cuz God told me to tell it to you (X2)

A God told me to tell it to you (X4)