Different town different man
Train horn blowing at 3 AM
This is the same America, but I don’t recognize a thing
Tired story tired fear
I want it all within the year
This is the same America, we’re all wishing on a dream
But so many fell asleep
Old like grandpa old like loss
Go on now give fate a toss
You’re living in America you can’t count on anything
Empty promise empty bowls
We got good ideas can’t patch the holes
But we’re living in America
We’re all counting on this thing
Fresh like linen like lemonade
Bound as we are to fade away
I’m living in America
And I don’t count on anything
Hope for sunrise hope for change
While America goes up in flames
The screens, the money rob us clean
A cheap shot hit right to the knees
America you’re a sight to see
You say can you see
Oh say can you see
I can’t count on you
But you’ve been left to me
