Miss America Songtext / Lyric

Fat people in shopping malls

Meet me at the big and tall

Not for sale but might be for rent

Raise up the flag on the circus tent



You might miss America when it's gone

You might miss America when it's gone

You might miss America, Paranoid hysteria

You might miss America when it's gone

When it's gone



Crap movies and shit TV

We got it all most defiantly

Lots of drugs and lots of guns

But no one seems to be having much fun






You might miss America when it's gone

You might miss America when it's gone

You might miss America, Paranoid hysteria

You might miss America when it's gone

When it's gone, when it's gone (yeah, yeah, yeah!)



Bring out your dead, let's see 'em smile

The last one left gets the top of the pile

Bring out your dead let's go for a walk

Everyone's afraid to throw the first rock



Bring out your dead, let's see 'em smile

The last one left gets the top of the pile

Bring out your dead let's go for a walk

Everyone's afraid to throw the first rock



Fire crack on the forth of July

You're dressing up in a suit and a tie

Starting wars all over the world

Nice place for a boy and a girl (that's right)



You might miss America when it's gone

You might miss America when it's gone

You might miss America, Paranoid hysteria

You might miss America when it's gone

When it's gone, when it's gone (yeah, yeah, yeah!)