In the USA

Defective products everywhere I stepped on one while walking Across the grass that grows like hair Where lovers were sitting talking About the money they would make Selling defective products It caught my shoe and jammed Damned and defectively made A curse upon the land Damned in the USA Anyway it wasn't a snake Or a squirrel or a pair of ducks mating It was an escalator coming up Out of the ground from Hell Like the old dumb-waiter in the haunted house Around the riverbend It caught my shoe and jammed Damned and defectively made A curse upon the land Damned in the USA Like the old dumb waiter that used to be Run up and down in the old days Until the Yankees came and we Each dug a few graves For the bodies that belonged to The souls that returned to Hades after the war Hades after the war It caught my shoe and jammed Damned and defectively made A curse upon the land Damned in the USA A curse upon our land Damned in the USA