[Gil Scott-Heron:]
 
 
 Us living as we do upside-down
 
 And the new word to have is revolution
 
 People don't even want to hear the preacher spill or spiel
 
 Because God's whole card has been thoroughly piqued
 
 And America is now blood and tears instead of milk and honey
 
 The youngsters who were programmed to continue fucking up woke up one night
 
 Digging Paul Revere and Nat Turner as the good guys
 
 America stripped for bed and we had not all yet closed our eyes
 
 The signs of truth were tattooed across our often-entered vagina
 
 We learned to our amazement, the untold tale of scandal
 
 Two long centuries buried in the musty vault
 
 Hosed down daily with a gagging perfume
 
 America was a bastard
 
 The illegitimate daughter of the mother country
 
 Whose legs were then spread around the world
 
 And a rapist known as freedom, free-doom
 
 Democracy, liberty, and justice were revolutionary code names that preceded the bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling, bubbling
 
 In the mother country's crotch
 
 What does Webster say about soul?
 
 All I want is a good home and a wife
 
 And a children, and some food to feed them every night
 
 After all is said and done, build a new route to China if they'll have you
 
 Who will survive in America?
 
 Who will survive in America?
 
 Who will survive in America?
 
 Who will survive in America?