| You got Ma Rainey talkin' 'bout a jelly roll
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| Chuck Berry workin' on a mojo
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| Bessie Smith singin' Bull Dagger Blues
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| Elvis twiching on the evening news
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| Danger, danger, can’t you see
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| That sex should stay a mystery
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| So ban that music, yessirree
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| That’s what America means to me
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| We gonna ban Walt Whitman, and Jean Cocteau
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| All the queers will have to go
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| Mr. Tennessee Williams, Plato too
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| You got to give J. Edgar Hoover his due
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| Danger, danger, can’t you see
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| They’re in your local library
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| So ban those authors, yessirree
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| That’s what America means to me, yeah
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| We gonna ban all the dagos, the wops and the kikes
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| Gonna ban all the chinks and the towelhead types
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| Ban all the wetbacks, ban all the fags
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| Wrap it up tight in the American flag
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| Danger, danger, can’t you see
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| It’s dangerous when they are free
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| So ban those lazy refugees
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| That’s what America means to me
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| I watched the news last night at nine
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| Saw a head blown off somebody’s spine
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| The women moaned and the children screamed
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| Doesn’t anybody else think that’s obscene?
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| It ought to be a felony
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| To practice such stupidity
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| But it’s my right, as you can see
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| That’s what America means to me, yeah |