Текст песни
They told you in school about freedom
But when you tried to be free, they never let you
They said it's easy, ain't nothing to it
And now the army is out to get you
Sixty-nine American terminal stasis
The air's so thick it's like drowning in molasses
I'm sick and tired of paying these dues
And I'm finally getting hip to the American bruise
I learned to say the Pledge of Allegiance
Before they beat me bloody down at the station
They haven't got a word out of me since
I got a billion years probation
Sixty-nine American terminal stasis
The air's so thick it's like drowning in molasses
I'm sick and tired of paying these dues
And I'm sick to my guts of the American bruise
Phony stars (Oh no)
Crumby cars (Oh no)
Cheap guitars (Oh no)
Joe's Primitive Bar
Welcome back, Sonic
The way they pull you over is suspicious
Yeah, for something that just ain't your fault
If you complain, they're gonna get vicious
Kick in your teeth and charge you with assault
Yeah, but I can see the chickens coming home to roost
And people everywhere are gonna cook their goose
Lots of kids are working to get rid of the youth blues
'Cause everybody's sick of the American bruise
Well, well, well, take a look around
Well, well, well, take a look around
Well, well, well, take a look around
Well, well, well, take a look around
Well, well, well, take a look around