Lyrics

On the lonely end of history Swingin' and swayin' to the murder mystery Rhyme and reason fled the crime scene Of new penthouses next to tents in the streets Oh, how do I steer my early 30's Before I shipwreck, before I'm 40 Oh, ain't it a shame what we choose to ignore? What kind of monsters did our parents vote for? Lately, I feel like I'm in puppet-Vichy France Tryin' to teach the devil how to dance To these sing-alongs of siren songs To ooh's, to ah's, to big applause With all of my anger, I scream and shout America, I love you, but you're freaking me out Oh-ooh-woah-oh-oh, oh-ooh-woah-oh-oh Oh-ooh-woah-oh-oh, oh-ooh-woah-oh-oh Driving through the Bible Belt Billboards claiming how Jesus felt Oh, how'd his words confuse themselves? With cranks for christians in powerful positions I've always felt like all their pomp and circumstance Is just cover for the devil to dance To these sing-alongs of siren songs To ooh's, to ah's, to big applause With all of my anger, I scream and shout America, I love you, but you're freaking me out America, you're freaking me out With all my anger, I shout Can't you recognize truth from clever lies? To these sing-alongs of siren songs To ooh's, to ah's, to big applause With all of my anger, I scream and shout America, I love you, but you're freaking me out To these sing-alongs of siren songs To ooh's, to ah's, to big applause With all of my anger, I scream and shout America, I love you, but you're freaking me out Oh-ooh-woah-oh-oh, oh-ooh-woah-oh-oh Oh-ooh-woah-oh-oh, oh-ooh-woah-oh-oh Oh-ooh-woah-oh-oh, oh-ooh-woah-oh-oh Oh-ooh-woah-oh-oh, oh-ooh-woah-oh-oh
Writer(s): Joseph Godino, Eric Joseph Keen, Thomas F. May, Greg Barnett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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