Show me your y trash,
But don't go make any moves, 
That agitate my rash 
 
I'm an American man
And I know, where I stand, 
I stand with you
And your y trash 
 
Columbian war lords
 [bad word] to replace 
All the products that they've moved 
To the United States 
With Tradaxin crystals from outer space 
And the filthy residue 
Of your y trash, 
Your y trash,
Geopolitical ramifications 
Of lovers when they lie 
 
Because of vegetarians 
Animals no longer die 
 
We can live as one inside the slaughterhouse 
Of your y trash 
 
I'm an American Man tonight