| Song | America, America |
| Artist | Bloodrock |
| Album | Bloodrock 3 |
| 作曲 : Cobb, Grundy | |
| Walking on an empty cement parking lot, it snowing | |
| And my face has taken on a winter storm | |
| I remember how good friends we used to be, now knowing | |
| We were younger and protected from your harm | |
| America, America | |
| You are so far away | |
| Your fossils are the children of today | |
| And though there's joy in emptiness | |
| I cannot say your absence fits the joys of living |
| zuò qǔ : Cobb, Grundy | |
| Walking on an empty cement parking lot, it snowing | |
| And my face has taken on a winter storm | |
| I remember how good friends we used to be, now knowing | |
| We were younger and protected from your harm | |
| America, America | |
| You are so far away | |
| Your fossils are the children of today | |
| And though there' s joy in emptiness | |
| I cannot say your absence fits the joys of living |