1984 United States of the Arts

United States of the Arts We'll sing this song and we'll sing it again A song about Freedom and the power of men To build us a New World where pride is set free Where all of us prosper and show dignity. So long, it's been good to know you. So long, it's been good to know you. So long, it's been good to show you, America isn't a country apart. We're the United States of the Arts. The song Woody wrote was about the Dust Bowl When the weather turned dry and the wind took control. It blew off the topsoil and soured the land It left family farmers with no place to stand. The Old World's had Wars, Number I, Number II When bombs reigned from airplanes and warfare was new. Europe was shattered, and nukes stopped Japan. And these weapons still threaten each woman and man. The New World's had Wars, and known the rockets' red glare. But our hemisphere's never been hit from the air. It's 'One' if by land, and 'Two' if by sea. The whole world's 'Ground Zero' when there's War No. III. Columbus the sailor looked East, sailing West, And discovered the New World ahead of the rest, For Queen Isabella and King Ferdinand. But Amerigo Vespucci lent his name to the land. All the while Europeans tried converting the beast And the pilgrims left Plymouth for their own savage feast. And they plundered the bison, and stole all the corn And clipper'd great ships 'round the southern Cape Horn. They looted great culture, and put the Red Men to grave In the name of the Freedom, on the backs of their slaves. A plague on the natives, these thieves seeking gold, With plantations of Black Men who were brought to be sold. The Spanish, the English, Portuguese, and the French Split the New World in two with the Panama trench. America North, and America South! Astride lofty mountains, down the wide rivers' mouth'. H u m a n u a l s