trace What happened to you and me Oh, mirror to mirror, mirror to mirror Mirror to mirror, what's come over me Mirror to mirror, mirror to mirror Mirror to mirror
Vertimas: Amerika. Veidrodis Veidrodis.
mirror Seems to trace What happened to you and me Oh, mirror to mirror, mirror to mirror Mirror to mirror, what's come over me Mirror to mirror, mirror to mirror Mirror
It will surely bring you down Is there a judgment Appropriate for you That you spit at others? That you spit at others? Look hard in the mirror Then
kings from Egypt up to Julius Cesar Had a piece of the globe, every continent Yo, there's Asia, Africa, Europe, France, Japan Pakistan, America, Afghanistan
i suck at rapin yo Is fat, bald men decided to write songs And teach Mouseketeers to sing I'll stick Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors So she
a river, flowing darkly amidst the tangled roots Of the tall shining city, crazy flowing man tide migrations Engorge the big ventricle of heartbroken America
shit all my life and now I'm dumpin' it on (White America) I could be one of your kids (White America) Little Eric looks just like this (White America
And viewed in America As a motherf***in' drug addict Like you didn't experiment? Now now, that's when You start to stare at Who's in the mirror And see
garbage of America Stuck in the brain of America Suffering in the body of America lying in the wicked spirit of America Dying In the old soul of America Ms America
mime to any record With a hairbrush or a spoon But God help the singer Out of tune A crippled Mohammad Ali Looked at bad luck in the mirror Bad luck
about Aiyo, I roll wit the Gods and them, the stars and them Hundred thousand dollar dollar cars and them Firestar move deep like the mob and them America
her Send for Chino This is not the Maria we know Modest and pure Polite and refined Well-bred and mature And out of her mind! Miss America, Miss America, speech! Miss America
Lookin' back in my rear view mirror At the boy with the Texas plates Momma was startin' to worry I said, "Momma, it's way too late" Four wheels in my
gonna be fun Maybe she?ll take us fishin? Maybe she?ll bake us a pieRemember like she did that one time Back before grandpa died It?s Memorial Day in America
America Yeah, only in America Only in America Where we dreamin' in red, white an' blue Where we dream as big as we want to (Only in America) America
