America's song

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*America walks up to England* England what are you doing bloody g-
America:it's no easy having a good time greasing up those bets and betters watching out they don't four-letter smells-like something I've forgotten Curled Up Died Now It's Rotten
I'm not a gangster tonight don't want to be a bad guy I'm just a loner baby and now you're gotten in my way! I can't decide whether you should live or die oh you'll probably go to heaven please don't hang your head and cry! No wonder why my Heart Feels Dead Inside It's Cold And Hard And Petrified lock the doors and close the blinds we're going for a ride! It's a b**ch convincing people to like you if I stop now call me a quitter if lies were cats you'd be a litter pleasing everyone isn't like you dancing gig until I'm crippled slug ten drinks I won't get pickled! I've got to hand it to you you've played by all the same rules it takes the truth to fool me and now you've made me angry! I can't decide whether you should live or die oh you'll probably go to heaven please don't hang your head and cry no wonder why my heart feels dead inside It's Cold And Hard And Petrified lock the doors and close the blinds we're going for a ride! Oh I could throw you in the lake or feed you poisoned birthday cake I won't deny I'm going to miss you when your gone oh I could bury you alive but you might crawl out with a knife and kill me when I'm sleeping THATS WHY! I can't decide whether you should live or die oh you'll probably go to heaven please don't hang your head and cry no wonder why my heart feels dead inside It's Cold And Hard And petrified lock the doors and close the blinds we're going for a ride!
*America walks away like nothing happened
England:................

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