United States of Awful

It's not easy to breathe -
this suffocating hot-dog & apple pie
down through the throat -
it's everywhere;
shops, churches,
schools, hallways,
bedrooms & bathrooms.

I'm choking on Uncle Sam's cock;
forced to swallow a load
of bullshit jingoism -
I used to love you America,
but we've changed -
I've moved on and met other people;
better people -

So while you call me up & ask if I want to
go out on a date,
Know that I'm banging Europe -
and they've rung my
Independence bell.