So, “bye-bye, Miss American Empire.”
Drove the nation to the station,
Now the station is dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, “this will be the day the dollar dies.”
“This’ll be the day that it dies.”

Did they write the book of law,
And do you have faith in those above,
If the pundits tells you so?
Do you believe in silver n’ gold,
Can credit save our financial soul,
And can you teach me how to buy real gold?

Well, I know that we’re in love with it
But the dollars gonna sink.
The feds kicked of its off its shoes.
Man, I digg those phony interviews.

I was a lonely spammin’ freedom fighter
With a Macintosh not old type writer,
But I knew I was getting righter
The day the dollar died.

We started singing,
“bye-bye, Miss American Empire.”
Drove the nation to the station,
Now the station is dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, “this will be the day the dollar dies.”
“This’ll be the day that it dies.”

http://benjaminmontgomery.wordpress.com/2008/09/20/miss-american-empire/