AMERICA THA BEST MUTHAFUKIN COUNTRY N THA FUKIN WORLD BITCHEZZZZ
U FUK WIT US N WE WAR UNTIL U IZ NO MO
HEAR DAT? ITS THA FUKIN US ARMY READY TO BLOW YO ASSEZZZ UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YALL MUTHAFUCKAS GET OFF MY FUKIN LEVEL YALL AMERICAS BITCHEZ
O BEAUTIFUL FOR SPACIOUS SKIES,
FOR AMBER WAVES OF GRAIN,
FOR PURPLE MOUNTAIN MAJESTIES
ABOVE THE FRUITED PLAIN!
AMERICA! AMERICA!
GOD SHED HIS GRACE ON THEE,
AND CROWN THY GOOD WITH BROTHERHOOD
FROM SEA TO SHINING SEA!
O BEAUTIFUL FOR PILGRIM FEET
WHOSE STERN IMPASSION'D STRESS
A THOROUGHFARE FOR FREEDOM BEAT
ACROSS THE WILDERNESS.
AMERICA! AMERICA!
GOD MEND THINE EV'RY FLAW,
CONFIRM THY SOUL IN SELF-CONTROL,
THY LIBERTY IN LAW.
O BEAUTIFUL FOR HEROES PROV'D
IN LIBERATING STRIFE,
WHO MORE THAN SELF THEIR COUNTRY LOV'D,
AND MERCY MORE THAN LIFE.
AMERICA! AMERICA!
MAY GOD THY GOLD REFINE
TILL ALL SUCCESS BE NOBLENESS,
AND EV'RY GAIN DIVINE.
O BEAUTIFUL FOR PATRIOT DREAM
THAT SEES BEYOND THE YEARS
THINE ALABASTER CITIES GLEAM
UNDIMMED BY HUMAN TEARS.
AMERICA! AMERICA!
GOD SHED HIS GRACE ON THEE,
AND CROWN THY GOOD WITH BROTHERHOOD
FROM SEA TO SHINING SEA.
O! SAY CAN YOU SEE BY THE DAWN’S EARLY LIGHT,
WHAT SO PROUDLY WE HAILED AT THE TWILIGHT’S LAST GLEAMING,
WHOSE BROAD STRIPES AND BRIGHT STARS THROUGH THE PERILOUS FIGHT,
O’ER THE RAMPARTS WE WATCHED, WERE SO GALLANTLY STREAMING?
AND THE ROCKETS’ RED GLARE, THE BOMBS BURSTING IN AIR,
GAVE PROOF THROUGH THE NIGHT THAT OUR FLAG WAS STILL THERE;
O! SAY DOES THAT STAR-SPANGLED BANNER YET WAVE,
O’ER THE LAND OF THE FREE AND THE HOME OF THE BRAVE?
ON THE SHORE DIMLY SEEN THROUGH THE MISTS OF THE DEEP,
WHERE THE FOE’S HAUGHTY HOST IN DREAD SILENCE REPOSES,
WHAT IS THAT WHICH THE BREEZE, O’ER THE TOWERING STEEP,
AS IT FITFULLY BLOWS, HALF CONCEALS, HALF DISCLOSES?
NOW IT CATCHES THE GLEAM OF THE MORNING’S FIRST BEAM,
IN FULL GLORY REFLECTED NOW SHINES IN THE STREAM:
’TIS THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER, O! LONG MAY IT WAVE
O’ER THE LAND OF THE FREE AND THE HOME OF THE BRAVE.
AND WHERE IS THAT BAND WHO SO VAUNTINGLY SWORE
THAT THE HAVOC OF WAR AND THE BATTLE’S CONFUSION,
A HOME AND A COUNTRY, SHOULD LEAVE US NO MORE?
THEIR BLOOD HAS WASHED OUT THEIR FOUL FOOTSTEPS’ POLLUTION.
NO REFUGE COULD SAVE THE HIRELING AND SLAVE
FROM THE TERROR OF FLIGHT, OR THE GLOOM OF THE GRAVE:
AND THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER IN TRIUMPH DOTH WAVE,
O’ER THE LAND OF THE FREE AND THE HOME OF THE BRAVE.
O! THUS BE IT EVER, WHEN FREEMEN SHALL STAND
BETWEEN THEIR LOVED HOME AND THE WAR’S DESOLATION.
BLEST WITH VICT’RY AND PEACE, MAY THE HEAV’N RESCUED LAND
PRAISE THE POWER THAT HATH MADE AND PRESERVED US A NATION!
THEN CONQUER WE MUST, WHEN OUR CAUSE IT IS JUST,
AND THIS BE OUR MOTTO: “IN GOD IS OUR TRUST;”
AND THE STAR-SPANGLED BANNER IN TRIUMPH SHALL WAVE
O’ER THE LAND OF THE FREE AND THE HOME OF THE BRAVE!
FUCK EURO BITCHES YALL MUTHAFUCKAS GOT SMALL DICKS N COULDNT GET NO PUSSY U DUMBFUCKS BUT GUESS WHAT I GET PUSSY ALL THA DAMN TIME I WANT OH LOOK AT THE TIME IM GONNA GET LAID YET AGAIN SEE YOU LATER FAGGOT BITCHES