A-M-E-R-I-C-A Home of the free, the sick and depraved So why the fuck are you looking at me? Ya-a-a-a-ao We take medication to be someone else And we take off our clothes to pay for the bills Where downloading content will buy you a sentence And murder

Every day I spend my time Drinkin' wine, feelin' fine Waitin' here to find the sign That I can understand Don't push your love too far Right now is where you are In a broken dream In the days between the hours

Are you, are you Coming to the tree Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met at midnight In the hanging tree They say who murdered three Where dead man called out For his love to flee

Remember me to Roxy Anne You know she's still lovely The last time you saw me That you only saw the back of my head Southern Pacific Tell her I was on the move Red, white and blue Where are we running to? Over the wide plains

Gloomy Sunday Sunday is gloomy My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you Not where the black coach Of sorrow has taken you

The candles burned The moon went down The polished hill The milky town Transparent, weightless, luminous Uncovering the two of us On that fundamental ground Where love's unwilled, unleashed, unbound And half the perfect world is found

Where are you now? Do you ever think of me In the quiet, in the crowd? But where are you now? It came to the end it seems you had heard. As we walked the city streets, You never said a word. When we finally sat down Your eyes were full of spite.

Like a wave out on the ocean I will always come right back to you Is not that way that anyone would do I could blink Well if we had the words in times like these We wouldn't have to stare

We right here Bring it! What? We're not goin anywhere This is ours and we don't share Bring your crew cuz we don't care One mo' time! I gots to hit the streets off

Remind me, remind me Yeah you'd wake up in my old t-shirt We didn't care if people stared We'd make out in a crowd somewhere Somebody'd tell us to get a room It's hard to believe that was me and you Now we keep saying that we're OK But I don't want to