“God Help the U.S.A.” (Parody of “God Bless the U.S.A.”)

I fed ChatGPT some headlines and asked it to parody God Bless the USA (with some small tweaks). Not bad. If only I would have learned to actually play something.

“God Help the U.S.A.” (Parody of “God Bless the U.S.A.”)

(Verse 1)
If tomorrow all the things were gone
That I worked for all my life,
Sold off to the highest bid
While the poor just scrape to survive.
I used to thank my lucky stars
To be standing here today,
But the flag’s now stitched with dollar signs,
And they sold our rights away.

(Chorus)
And I cry to be an American,
Where the dream’s just history.
And I won’t forget the ones who fought,
But they’re buried underneath.
And I’d try to stand up next to you,
But the law says I obey.
‘Cause there ain’t no doubt,
We lost this land—
God help the U.S.A.

(Verse 2)
From the banks of Minnesota
To the traps left bare in Maine,
They renamed the Gulf of Mexico,
Like the truth just fades away.
From Detroit down to Houston,
Through the streets of L.A.,
The few hold all the power now,
And the rest just waste away.

(Chorus)
And I cry to be an American,
Where the dream’s just history.
And I won’t forget the ones who fought,
But they’re buried underneath.
And I’d try to stand up next to you,
But the law says I obey.
‘Cause there ain’t no doubt,
We lost this land—
God help the U.S.A.

(Bridge)
Greenland’s on the auction block,
They’ll buy it in a day.
While a felon calls the orders,
And the billionaire gets his way.
They erased the books, they stripped the past,
And they swore it’s all okay.
But freedom ain’t for sale, my friend,
No matter what they say.

(Final Chorus – softer, fading)
And I cry to be an American,
Where the dream’s just history.
And I won’t forget the ones who fought,
But they’re buried underneath.
And I’d try to stand up next to you,
But the law says I obey.
‘Cause there ain’t no doubt,
We lost this land—
God help the U.S.A.