Way up high where the air is thick
Far away from a punch or a kick

The air smells of oil and makes my blood boil
To think that our people considered the royal

The streets are paved with gold in our grand civilization
And creates our values, God bless this nation

A sense of pride is a lot to amount
When your love for this country is a bank account

We pay for our freedom in cold hard cash
Quick grab what you can make your stash

So you can build a brick wall with your pennies and fame
And soon your money is more important than your name

Get your life off track break their control
lets think outside the box and use our soul