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Written by John Mellencamp


Hey Hey America

You're some kind of crazy island

You're a place where dreams can grow

And there's history in your mansions

Good fortune in your plantings

You're well respected we all know

Hey Hey America

Let's check your children

And see what they might know


Hey Hey America

With your salesmanship and your salaries

And your strip malls a growin'

And your handguns and your heresies

Don't hold no responsibility

In this land of easy millions

Hey Hey America

It's so thrillin' to see you grow


You're some kind of crazy island

You're some kind of crazy island


Well I prefer a sunny day

I just thought maybe I'd live a little bit longer that way

I don't think we should look the same

Or talk the same

Yeah I think it's a shame

And Hey Hey America

Across the new horizon

Are you sure that's the way we should go

'Cause I don't know

Maybe it's too late for all that


And Hey Hey America

You're wrapped up in your red, white and blue

Hey Hey America

Wrapped up in yourself and your red, white and blue

Hey Hey America

You're some kind of crazy island


You're some kind of crazy island


Hey Hey America

You're some kind of crazy island

You're a place where dreams can grow

And there's history in your mansions

Hey Hey America

You're some kind of crazy island

Some kind of crazy island

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