| That’s my boy | |
| American son | |
| Hope I’m not around when he gets the idea to buy a gun | |
| There’s our boy | |
| America’s gone | |
| Hope we’re not to blame when he gets the idea to kill someone | |
| Have you ever really loved someone? | |
| The flag’s been broken | |
| By an enemy | |
| Raised on mtv, raised on you and me | |
| Gone Yeah it’s gone | |
| The land I have known in my youth | |
| Yeah it’s gone and it’s never coming back | |
| Where’s our saviour | |
| Not looking for a sign | |
| Just want something to clean | |
| The blood from my numb and weary mind |
| That' s my boy | |
| American son | |
| Hope I' m not around when he gets the idea to buy a gun | |
| There' s our boy | |
| America' s gone | |
| Hope we' re not to blame when he gets the idea to kill someone | |
| Have you ever really loved someone? | |
| The flag' s been broken | |
| By an enemy | |
| Raised on mtv, raised on you and me | |
| Gone Yeah it' s gone | |
| The land I have known in my youth | |
| Yeah it' s gone and it' s never coming back | |
| Where' s our saviour | |
| Not looking for a sign | |
| Just want something to clean | |
| The blood from my numb and weary mind |
| That' s my boy | |
| American son | |
| Hope I' m not around when he gets the idea to buy a gun | |
| There' s our boy | |
| America' s gone | |
| Hope we' re not to blame when he gets the idea to kill someone | |
| Have you ever really loved someone? | |
| The flag' s been broken | |
| By an enemy | |
| Raised on mtv, raised on you and me | |
| Gone Yeah it' s gone | |
| The land I have known in my youth | |
| Yeah it' s gone and it' s never coming back | |
| Where' s our saviour | |
| Not looking for a sign | |
| Just want something to clean | |
| The blood from my numb and weary mind |