Tytuł: The Last Great American

• Wykonawca: Five For Fighting
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Mr. Merry cries in his coffin
  For days he says he can remember
  And through the town the pallbearers sing old songs
  Of a beautiful purple mountain
  From every walk of life we've come to see the Last Great American
  
  May I now present you the speaker,
  "Friends he was a man of men, a man of gold:
  He had a how do you say, ethical like sense"
  That's when the Prezident started to giggle
  And the children gave the blessing
  Though the service weren't half done
  Each of them sued the other one
  For the Last great American
  
  Merry reaches up, we bow our heads
  He pulls the lid on down and his stone is read
  
  Here lies our Merry
  
  The man with the heart so spent
  
  That in this day and age
  
  Is sick of living
  
  And judges argue letters
  Fabric comes undone
  For every daughter every son
  Of the Last great American:
  
  For every daughter every son
  Of the Last great American: