Letra de To Be American

To be American again Teenaged and certain of innocence Six lanes of Western caravan Burn fuel to speed up the renaissance Before the trench coats and the roped-off rooms The shell-shocked mothers and the TV crews Foreclosing a grand, old dream Black motorcade running on empty Big box and a Ponzi scheme Drain everything, land of the plenty In high school, I sang in the choir With all the Mormons from Rohnert Park Now all their houses are on fire Strangе glow of oxblood in the dark I think we all meant wеll, or so I thought That season, privilege was a parking spot Foreclosing a grand, old dream Black motorcade running on empty Big box and a Ponzi scheme Drain everything, land of the plenty If Reconstruction and the War Seemed distant back in eleventh grade How quaint our simple lives before Seem now in face of the coming days Foreclosing a grand, old dream Black motorcade running on empty Big box and a Ponzi scheme Drain everything, land of the plenty Our furniture's on the street In every church, last rites are spoken One criminal’s soft defeat Can't change the fact that we're broken