Miss America's wearing thin She's all tiaras and glamour Can't stop the boss from keeping his hands off It's all snakes, no ladders Miss America says live the dream So long as you're born white Kill the natives and jail the slaves Move more to the right May God bless you And your golden sons May God bless you And your love of guns May God bless you And your passion for freedom Sold to the man with the tan Look so good in the photograph Just smile Not so good when the lights go dark Heels about to break She's not straight Her boss cries Miss America's rescue plan Rocket ships to Mars Fouled the nest so we'll start again With billionaires and film stars