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There's a magical land I knowA place where I grew upAnd I'd make a deal with the devil himselfTo see that place blown upThere in that interesting land I knowWhere no one has a brainThey all wear jeans that are acid washedAnd yet they think im insaneI would get down on my knees and service the JapaneseTill i reek of old sushi, but pleaseBomb New JerseyI would happily kowtow to my new leader Chairman MaoI would even learn Chinese, just please Bomb New JerseyI would go tell Jong Il Kim that they're making fun of himIn a kimchi-hating town that's known as New Jersey Better yet I've got a plan, I will convince PakistanThat India can be found somewhere in new JerseyNew Jersey is the place where i grew upThey pelted me with rocks and garbageI guess it's tough to be a fruit in the Garden StateAnd if you have a sexy girlfriend then they're doubly irateI would climb a rocky crag and plant a Russian flagLetras de cancionesOn a smoldering hole once knownAs New JerseyOh, it would be a tragic loss if both Bon Jovi and The BossAre somewhere out of state when the Danes nuke New JerseyIt's a place named after a sweatshirtSo what more can you expect sir?And if you try to express your individualityThey will throw you to the groundAnd they'll kick you in the teethLike they did to meThe bombs come down on Morris TownAnd Trenton's up in flamesNewark we drowned, then burnt it downBut Elizabeth still smells the sameMany butts will breach on Marmanth beachWe'll erase Orange from siteBut before I leave this land I loatheI bid New Jersey Goodnight From Letras Mania