Uh-merica Lyrics - Begin To Hope - Regina Spektor

Mrs. E. Roosevelt never heard me shoot my gun 

La, la, la 

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

La, la, la 

Somewhere between the cobblestone floor and the slated wooden ceiling 

La, la, la 

Cuddling my semi-automatic—what a very fuzzy feeling 

La, la 

Ohhh, there's nothing 

Like 

Emptying a cartridge at the sun 

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Uh! Merica 

Uh! Merica 

Uh! Merica 

Uh! Merica 

Ohhh, there's nothing 

Like 

Emptying a cartridge at the sun 

Oh, we're born alone and then we're covered by m-m-m-mothers' 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 

Ohhh, there's nothing 

Like 

Emptying a cartridge at the sun 

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Uh! Merica 

Uh! Merica 

Uh! Merica 

Uh! Merica 

Ohhh, there's nothing 

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Emptying a cartridge at the sun 

One more time! 

Uh! Merica 

Uh! Merica 

Uh! Merica 

Uh! Merica 

Ohhh, there's nothing 

Like 

Emptying a cartridge at the sun 

La, la, la 

Emptying a cartridge at the sun 

La, la, la 

Emptying a cartridge at the sun