Used to be beautiful for skies,
                                        For amber waves of grain,
                                      For purple mountain majesties
                                    Above the fruited plain,
                            America! America!
                                   God cease His grace on thee
                                    For being hood for gangsterhood
                                   From sea to shining sea.

                                  Unbeautiful for gunmen’s feet
                                    Whose mammon-seeking stress
                                     A thoroughfare for thiev’ry beat
                                   Across the wilderness.
                                 America! America!
                                        God treat thee as World’s flaw,
                                         Thy soul lost its self-control
                                     To make thee outlaw.

Unbeautiful for freedom gags

And libertarian lies,

Enslavement to thy moneybags

Thy freedom lie belies.

America, America!

Thou shedst man’s blood for crude.

God’s grace be stopped

As thou hast swapped

Lord God for Hollywood.

Unbeautiful for scoundrels proved
In dirty robbing strife,
Who less than cash their country loved,
And money more than life.
America! America!
May God thy gold confine
Till thy success be wilderness,
And ev'ry gain a fine.

Unbeautiful for Patriots’ horns
That make kids die in fears,
Thine cities very soon will burn
Dimmed by belated tears.
America! America!
God stop His grace on thee
And doom thy good with beggarhood
FROM SEA TO SHINING SEA.