[Intro]
I'm probably gonna fuck up the words, but hey. Oh shit. Oh fuck. Oh shit. They're putting this on the radio. See, but I said "fuck" but then I went "shit" to cover for it. It was really bad. That was lame, man. 

Okay, so it's called "America Is Hard to See" or "The Robert Frost Rag." Here we go. Hush up a bit for this one. 

[Verse 1]
The east coast is a woman
And the midwest is a man
And the west coast is the baby
That they will never understand
And the south is still the bride to be
And America is hard to see

[Verse 2]
California's on the left
And New Hampshire's on the right
Santa Fe stays up all day
And Chicago goes all night
Seattle's full of coffee
Boston's full of beans
And America is hard to see
It's hard to see
It's hard to see (Okay Robert, go)

[Verse 3]
Yeah, first they saw it offshore
Then they took pictures from the moon
They haven't drawn it life-size
But it's gonna happen soon
And you could watch ten years of Court TV
To find America is hard to see
[Verse 4]
But it's somewhere in the blue highways
Where you will never be
And it's something in the greener grass
That I will never see
And it's a map of colours with no key
And America is hard to see
It's hard to see
It's hard to see

[Outro]
Thank you.