Apple Pie And Police State Lyrics

The prisons make this country great;
apple pie and police state.
The security that the children know
is not worth it if this is where they'll go.
Maximum security facilites,
was once a threat, puts my mind at ease.
A jail for every town and every state...
"Oh god, ain't this country great?"
WHY?
Broken promises from government whores,
while the state complains of revolving doors. No soulution for society's disease;
but more problems and just throw away the keys.
WHY? WHY? WHY? WHYYYYY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? 1, 2, f*ck YOU!
A thousand convicts sit still waiting for death,
as I sigh for relief, I exhale my breath.
Jail for every town and every state...
"Oh god, ain't this country great!?"
WHY? WHY? WHY? WHYYYYY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY?
ain't it great! [x7]

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