Lyrics: "U.S.A."
The grass is always greener
in neighbors' courtyard
I wish to leave this nightmare
go to a Promised Land
Please, take me to your leader
I want my green card
I want to fly over
Like a rocket from the Balkans
I want to start all over
and turn a new page
Forget this dreadful story
Escape the Stone Age
I'm waiting for chance
to get out of the cage
I feel like a slave
on a minimal wage
I am form Bosnia
Take me to America
I really want to see
Statue of Liberty
I can no longer wait
Take me to United States
take me to Golden Gate
I will assimilate
One day, when you reach the end
One day, you will understand
One day, back to roots my friend
No place like a motherland
I hoped I'll find what I need
I'll be ...