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last Call USA

last Call USA

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Verse 1
My shoes, they walk from Singapore
My flashlight hums from Taiwan's shore
Tablecloth whispers from Malaysia's hand
Belt Buckle shined with Desert Sands

Verse 2
This shirt I wear, Filipino threads
Chevrolet rolls on Argentine treads
Rent a child down there for dollar a day
Building our greed the American Way

Chorus
It's twilight on America empty skyscrapers fading gray
What once was made the USA
Was a promise bright and bold
The bodies’s are cold they say

Verse 3
Silk dress flows from Hong Kong's glow
My goodies box's arrive via an Amazon Truck
Dog collar's clasped in India's weave
I ordered my wife online from the Philippines

Verse 4
Furniture breathes from Brazil's core
A woman's hands, her back is sore
Thirty cents a day for a family to hold
In mother’s words our land they stole  

Chorus
It's twilight on America empty skyscrapers fading gray
What once was made the USA
Was a promise bright and bold
The bodies’s are cold they say

Bridge
Voices cry, “No work to be found”
I say, “Look around, listen to the sound”
Not a thing made here, nothing in sight
Capitalism's law, profit’s might

Verse
Jobs handed off to El Salvador's plains
Unions, dinosaurs in their chains
Kansas fields, moonscapes dream
Soon even everglades will look obscene

Chorus
It's twilight on America empty skyscrapers fading gray
What once was made the USA
Was a promise bright and bold
The bodies’s are cold they say

Democracy,can fall
And violence would rule us all
From Broadway's glare to the Milky Way's trace
If we don't act now  our last card Trumped by his base
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