Aurelio Voltaire - Bomb New Jersey [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

There's a magical land i know A place where i grew up
And i'd make a deal with the devil himself To see that place blown up
There,in that interesting land i know Where no one has a brain
They all wear jeans that are acid washed And yet they think i'm insane

I would get down on my knees
And service the Japanese
Until i reek of old Sushi
But please....
Bomb New Jersey!

I would happily bow down
To my new leader chairman Mao
I would even learn chinese
But please....
Bomb New Jersey!
Bomb New Jersey!
Bomb New Jersey!

I would go tell Jon Il Kim
That they're making fun of him
In a Kitchee hatin' town that's known
As New Jersey!

Better yet i got a plan
I will convince Pakistan
That India can be found somewhere
In New Jersey

New Jersey is a place where i grew up
They pelted me with rocks and garbage
I guess it's tough to be the fruit in a garden state
And if you have a sexy girlfriend then they're doubally irate

I would clime a rocky crag
To plant a Russian flag
On a smoldering hole once known
As New Jersey

It would be a tragic loss
If Bon Jovi and the Boss
Are somewhere in the state
When the Danes Nuke New Jersey!

It's a place named after a sweatshirt
So what more can you expect, sir?
And if you try to express your individuality
They will throw you to the ground and they'll kick you in the teeth
Like they did to me

The bombs come down on Moris Town
And Tranton's up in flames
Newark we drowned, then burnt it down
But Elizabith still smells the same
Many Butts will breach on Marmath beach
We'll erase Orange from sight
But before i leave this land i loathe
I bid New Jersey Goodnight!