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There's something in the water, something sick in the blood and the oil |
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Here's the white chicken grinning, here's the serpent in a horrible coil |
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Don't be scared by the stared of the peasants on the subway car |
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Because the way things seem in a dream is just the way that they are |
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And I can feel God taking his eyes off you, you were born for American soil |
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Every race has its place, every nation fights for species survival |
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I'm a Jew through and through and I'm about to write you a Bible |
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Now let me take your hand and show you through the twisted hallways of the house of song |
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We got the magazine wallpaper and a million dollar bills on the lawn |
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And you can feel God taking his eyes off us, we were born for American soil, ah ah... |
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You don't have to be clever to detect a big American sadness |
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When the population rules every man has a hand in the madness |
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There's a dead grove of trees you can visit on the outside of town |
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And there's a desolate dust inside the cemetery settling down |
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And I can feel God taking his eyes off us, we were born for American soil |
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Now we have seen every baby has to have some kind of mother and father |
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But the child's gone wild and the piece has got away from the author |
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If freedom isn't free all the bills must just be lost in the mail |
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Because the highways are on fire and the serpent is now eating its tail |
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And you can feel God taking his eyes off us, we were born for American soil |
