Uh-Merica Lyrics by Regina Spektor
All Regina Spektor Lyricsperformed by : Regina Spektor
language : english
added on : March 22, 2009
modified on : September 15, 2009
Uh-Merica
Mrs. E Roosevelt never heard me shoot my gunMrs. E Roosevelt didn't even know I owned one
Somewhere between the cobblestone floor and the slated wooden ceiling
Cuddling my semi-automatic, what a very fuzzy feeling
Oh...there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun
Uh-merica
Oh we're born alone and then 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
Oh...there's nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun
Uh-merica
There's nothing like emptying a cartridge at the sun