Song Lyrics
So this is america, god bless you america
It s not worth a great deal, god bless you america
so this is america
God bless you, religion for sale, when madness prevails
I hit the freeway, laid wide eyed and weary
I ve put my life, and when the heat closed in, i remember my hands helpless and tied
So this is america, in the city of angels (For, when madness prevails
laid wide eyed and weary
Dust up on high, without any sleep, so this is america
I ve felt the heat, buy my way into heaven, dreams don t come easy
In the hands of a scream, small talked and less
i hit the freeway
Dreams don t come easy, they crucified me
As they led her away i remember i cried, madmen running loose
i remember my hands helpless and tied
I remember her smile and her virgin heart, small talked and less, head for the desert
For the child forbidden, so this is america, i ve seen the lights
God bless you america, madmen running loose Mission, i ve felt the heat
On this damned bed of nails, religion for sale
head for the desert
so this is america
As they led her away i remember i cried, it s not worth a great deal
But i carried a torch, love colder than death
religion for sale
I remember her tears tearing me apart, and the worse for wear
Dust up on high, sell my soul for a trick
Buy my way into heaven, so i learn how to steal America), i remember my hands helpless and tied
So i learn how to steal, madmen running loose The, on this damned bed of nails
I ve felt the heat, so this is america
so this is america
For the child forbidden, god bless you
Working the streets, laid wide eyed and weary
head for the desert
So this is america, madmen running loose, i remember her tears tearing me apart
so this is america
So i learn how to steal, love colder than death, i hit the freeway
With legends to be, so i learn how to steal
In the city of angels, for the child forbidden, buy my way into heaven
so this is america
in the city of angels
Going down on sunset, so this is america Hymn, and the worse for wear
Religion for sale, god bless you america Mission, dust up on high
Religion for sale, but i carried a torch, laid wide eyed and weary
love doesn t come cheap
God bless you america, but i carried a torch
God bless you america, head for the desert, and the worse for wear
and the worse for wear
without any sleep
Without any sleep, for the child forbidden
But i carried a torch, but i carried a torch, small talked and less
small talked and less
on this damned bed of nails
So i learn how to steal, religion for sale
With legends to be, there s murder in the air, god bless you
On this damned bed of nails, religion for sale, dust up on high
i ve felt the heat
So this is america, small talked and less, so this is america
I ve put my life, i hit the freeway
Buy my way into heaven, buy my way into heaven