Proud To Be A 'Murrican

A song lyric from about four years ago


I can't believe what's happened,

I never thought I'd see,

I wouldn't call them people,

'Cause they don't look like me.

Every night I toss and turn,

My night light by my bed. (how about changing it to rifle?)

I'm Proud to be a Murican,

And Proud to be inbred.


Sunday at the Walmart,

I shop for what I need,

Fifteen Dollar Camos,

Remotes for my TV.

They're all made in China,

That's what the label said.

I'm Proud to be a Murican,

And Proud to be inbred.


Surfing through the channels

It's hard to get the news,

When they're all infested,

With Libretards and Jews.

Praise the lord for Fox and Friends,

And all the things they've said,

I'm Proud to be a Murican,

And Proud to be inbred.


I put my trust in  Jesus Christ,

I saw him on TV,

With his locks of golden hair,

And cross of LEDS.

Praying that he'll listen,

Although I'm told he's dead.

I'm Proud to be a Murican,

And Proud to be inbred.

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