| Song | American Jesus |
| Artist | Bad Religion |
| Album | Recipe For Hate |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Brett, Graffin | |
| i don't need to be a global citizen | |
| because i'm blessed by nationality | |
| i'm member of a growing populace | |
| we enforce our popularity | |
| there are things that | |
| seem to pull us under | |
| and there are things | |
| that drag us down | |
| but there's a power | |
| and a vital presence | |
| thats lurking all around | |
| we've got the american Jesus | |
| see him on the interstate | |
| we've got the american Jesus | |
| he helped build the | |
| president's estate | |
| i feel sorry | |
| for the earth's population | |
| 'cuz so few | |
| live in the U.S.A. | |
| at least the foreigners | |
| can copy our morality | |
| they can visit but they cannot stay | |
| only precious few | |
| can garner the prosperity | |
| it makes us walk | |
| with renewed confidence | |
| we've got a place to go when we die | |
| and the architect resides right here | |
| we've got the american Jesus | |
| overwhelming millions every day | |
| (exercising his authority) | |
| he's the farmers barren fields | |
| the force the army wields | |
| the expession in the faces | |
| of the starving children | |
| the power of the man | |
| he's the fuel that drives the clan | |
| he's the motive and conscience | |
| of the murderer | |
| he's the preacher on t.v. | |
| the false sincerity | |
| the form letter that's written | |
| by the big computers | |
| he's the nuclear bombs | |
| and the kids with no moms | |
| and i'm fearful that | |
| he's inside me |
| zuo ci : Brett, Graffin | |
| i don' t need to be a global citizen | |
| because i' m blessed by nationality | |
| i' m member of a growing populace | |
| we enforce our popularity | |
| there are things that | |
| seem to pull us under | |
| and there are things | |
| that drag us down | |
| but there' s a power | |
| and a vital presence | |
| thats lurking all around | |
| we' ve got the american Jesus | |
| see him on the interstate | |
| we' ve got the american Jesus | |
| he helped build the | |
| president' s estate | |
| i feel sorry | |
| for the earth' s population | |
| ' cuz so few | |
| live in the U. S. A. | |
| at least the foreigners | |
| can copy our morality | |
| they can visit but they cannot stay | |
| only precious few | |
| can garner the prosperity | |
| it makes us walk | |
| with renewed confidence | |
| we' ve got a place to go when we die | |
| and the architect resides right here | |
| we' ve got the american Jesus | |
| overwhelming millions every day | |
| exercising his authority | |
| he' s the farmers barren fields | |
| the force the army wields | |
| the expession in the faces | |
| of the starving children | |
| the power of the man | |
| he' s the fuel that drives the clan | |
| he' s the motive and conscience | |
| of the murderer | |
| he' s the preacher on t. v. | |
| the false sincerity | |
| the form letter that' s written | |
| by the big computers | |
| he' s the nuclear bombs | |
| and the kids with no moms | |
| and i' m fearful that | |
| he' s inside me |
| zuò cí : Brett, Graffin | |
| i don' t need to be a global citizen | |
| because i' m blessed by nationality | |
| i' m member of a growing populace | |
| we enforce our popularity | |
| there are things that | |
| seem to pull us under | |
| and there are things | |
| that drag us down | |
| but there' s a power | |
| and a vital presence | |
| thats lurking all around | |
| we' ve got the american Jesus | |
| see him on the interstate | |
| we' ve got the american Jesus | |
| he helped build the | |
| president' s estate | |
| i feel sorry | |
| for the earth' s population | |
| ' cuz so few | |
| live in the U. S. A. | |
| at least the foreigners | |
| can copy our morality | |
| they can visit but they cannot stay | |
| only precious few | |
| can garner the prosperity | |
| it makes us walk | |
| with renewed confidence | |
| we' ve got a place to go when we die | |
| and the architect resides right here | |
| we' ve got the american Jesus | |
| overwhelming millions every day | |
| exercising his authority | |
| he' s the farmers barren fields | |
| the force the army wields | |
| the expession in the faces | |
| of the starving children | |
| the power of the man | |
| he' s the fuel that drives the clan | |
| he' s the motive and conscience | |
| of the murderer | |
| he' s the preacher on t. v. | |
| the false sincerity | |
| the form letter that' s written | |
| by the big computers | |
| he' s the nuclear bombs | |
| and the kids with no moms | |
| and i' m fearful that | |
| he' s inside me |