America Songtext

It occurs to me that I am America
That I am the grocery aisle
It occurs to me that I am America
That I'm bellbottom jeans going out of style

But I am a war waiting to happen, love
I hope you don't expect too much of me
And I am a war waiting to happen, love
You are my only enemy

It occurs to me that I am America
That I am every patient on fire
It occurs to me that I am Miss America
And I'm a great personality and a smile

I am a war waiting to happen, love
I hope you don't expect to much of me
I am a war waiting to happen, love
And you are my only enemy