Uh-merica lyrics

Artist  : Regina Spektor 
Song : Uh-merica



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 Mrs. E. Roosevelt never heard me shoot my gun

Mrs. E. Roosevelt didn't even know I owned one

Somewhere between the cobblestone floor and the
slated wooden ceiling

Cuddling my semi-automatic, with a very fuzzy
feeling

Ohh, there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at
the sun



Uh-merica

Uh-merica

Uh-merica

Uh-merica

Ohh, there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at
the sun



Oh, we're born alone and we're covered by
m-m-m-mother's kisses

The mind has already forgotten what the body
still misses

Somewhere between the sticky floor and the cracks
in the ceiling

Cuddling my semi-automatic, what a very fuzzy
feeling

Ohh, there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at
the sun



Uh-merica

Uh-merica

Uh-merica

Uh-merica

Ohh, there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at
the sun



One more time



Uh-merica

Uh-merica

Uh-merica

Uh-merica

Ohh, there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at
the sun

Emptying a cartridge at the sun

Emptying a cartridge at the sun