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)
I hate my family, hate my school, speed limits and the golden rule.
hate people who aren't what they seem, more than anything else, American Dream.
American Dream's gonna swallow you whole, it's bursting at the seam,
it'll sweep you away, so enjoy it today, tomorrow you'll be old thus useless.
American Dream... American Dream....
American Dream, that's ok, 'cause no one dare give you away.
I hate my job, I hate your god, I hate hypocrites and common slobs.
hate people who aren't what they seem, more than anything else, American Dream.
promise me today I'll have a Chevrolet, with whitewalls on the side,
one boy, one girl, comfortable lies
the American Dream... American Dream...
American Dream, that's ok, 'cause no one dare give you away.
American Dream!
(bleah!)
I refuse to abuse what is kind to the Muse,
But it's there and it's happening to me along the way.
As we go through the snow, we cannot forget our foes,
But the dinner's always waiting at the table 'long the way, yeah.
What you see, not for me, isn't what you planned to be,
But you'll have what you wanted in the end along the way.
And we'll try as we cry and our brothers pass us by,
To be strong through the ages of our tears along the way, yeah.
Now we grow as we show that the morals we must know
Will be shapen and mistaken by the falls along the way.
But forget, don't regret, to find love and happiness
This song goes out
to all the hopeless sinners
with grave alligiances so meaningless and vain
The walking wounded, in a pageant of contenders,
who balance on a rail of pain, for just a pail of rain
And everything is barely mist,
blood relations and bricks
my expression, my confession,
add it up, extract a lesson,
more than this, once again,
like a bullet, as a friend tell me
can that be all there is?
In my rectory of doubt
I kneel to pray like one devout
as time the great gray dreamless sleep
of a useless modern God
erodes away each storied day
as wretched Adams
with hell to pay
content upon a rail of pain, for just a little rain
And everything is dearly missed,
blood relations and bricks
my expression, my confession,
add it up, extract a lesson,
more than this, once again,
like a bullet, as a friend tell me
can that be all there is?
There's an endless disposition,
and it doesn't mean a Goddamn thing,
there's a space for a paper airplane race
in the eye of a hurricane
And if pigs could fly
then surely so could I
but this pedestrian knows better
than to even try
And my divinity is caught between the colors
of a butterfly
And everything is dearly missed
blood relations and bricks
my expression, my confession,
add it up, extract a lesson,
more than this,once again,
like a bullet, as a friend tell me
can that be all there is?
all good soldiers crack like boulders
The sun climbs up to a razon,
violins, new boots, and numbers on a chain
All good soldiers
all good soldiers fall in line
when they march and shout-
are a spectacle
marching and singing-
will go abnywhere the president says-
because the president believes in god-
like all good soldiers wait like warheads-
When the fighting starts who will
be accountable, a cannibal, a cannoball
It's six A.M. I can see my breath
and the clay dirt
is laughing at the weekling boy-
today is the day
that I'll write my friends
its something I've been
England seemed like such a beautiful place from afar
Until one day I went and saw how miserabely how things really are
All Fantastic Images they only are apparent
Propagated just by hope and desire to share it
Beauty was the allure that brought me close to you
Loneliness was the bond that made me stick like glue
All Fantastic Images they only are apparent
Promoted by desperate hope that things are somewhere better
I don't have a thing against fantasy
But to chase it down just don't make sense to me
three thousand miles of wilderness
overcome by the flow,
a lonely restitution of pavement,
pomp and show,
I seek a thousand answers,
I find but one or two,
I maintain no discomfiture,
my path again renewed,
against the grain,
that's where I'll stay,
swimming upstream,
I maintain against the grain
here labelled as lunatic,
sequestered and content,
there ignored and defeated
by the government,
there's an oriented public who's magnetic
force does pull,
but away from the potential of the individual,
against the grain.....
the flow is getting stronger
with smaller increments of time and eddies
of new ideas are increasingly hard to find,
you need all that the other has,
your right to seize the day
but in all your acquisitions you will soon
be swept away,
against the grain......
there's a common consensus
and an uncomfortable cheer,
a reverberating chorus that anyone can hear,
it sings "leave your cares behind you,
just grab tenaciously",
this lulling sense or purpose will
destroy us rapidly,
against the grain.....
I don't want to live
in a world without melody
sometimes the rhythmic din
of society is too much for me
but purpose is prioritized these days,
the goal is win the prize
there's a sleeping resonance we hold,
through which we're unified
so let it out! don't just get lost in the crowd
no one can deter you from your own path
there's no trip too remote
from which you can't come back
and I've got this hunch about you and me
none of us are ready
for a world without melody
melody is the key,
it's the surest way
to unlock your individuality
melody is the key,
it will set you free!
don't disrelish harmony,
community will make you whole
work and understanding are the chords
way deep within your soul
they only need to be struck once,
and the vibrations swell and spread
but if we mute them they decay,
our sensibilities are dead
so let it out! don't just be one of the crowd
hesitance and diffidence will do you in
and your soul doesn't care
for social medicine
and I've got this hunch
about you and me
none of us are ready
for a world without melody
melody is the key,
it's the surest way
to unlock your individuality
melody is the key,
it will set you free!
and I know,
together we could change the world
just you and me
but I won't live without melody
I'm going for a walk
not the after dinner kind
I'm gonna use my hands
and I'm gonna use my mind
and who the hell are you to tell me what to do?
you can't even tie your own haggard shoes
your closet is a mess, and your backyard's falling down
and I have no grand ideas or intentions of sticking around
I'm gonna build a world
independant and exempt
all alone I'll be an empire
with no mortgage and no rent
and I don't need to live in your stinking zoo
you can't even feed the animals donated to you
your storage sheds are ramshackled, flies decorate the walls
and you expect me to die here in this shit-filled tiny stall?
and I know you're watching! everything I do
call me threat to your children call me socially unglued
call me master of insanity, unable to relate
well, it was punk-fifteen in the morning
and it was time
to stand my ground
and as the gawks and stares bombarded me
you know, I didn't even
hear a sound
no one gave a damn
if I was there or away
if I died and went to hell,
they'd throw a party on my grave
and they'd all say,
"this kid is just a fool, he'll never be cool,
they might as well just ship him off
to some other school"
plain destitute
just a little too guilty, just a little too soon
that day was just like any other day
no work, and no pay
I knew that paradise was some other place
and I'd get there another day
I will find it before I expire
cause I've got the desire
well, it was punk-fifteen in the evening
and it was time to set the town on fire
I saw my boots and my hair,
as reflected in the mirror,
reveal a street kid named desire
I didn't give a damn
because I was just dying to be
and as the Hollywood street scene
left its mark on me
I changed from a boy into a man
I said "never again!"
I stuck out my chin when I should have ran
shit in the fan
I was driven so hard
by the sound of my heart
when the walls surround
in deeper shades of blue
and there's no voice of reason inside you
and you search for meaning
on an empty shelf
then you're always dreaming
of somewhere else
today is just like any other day
no fear, no restraint
I know that paradise is some other place
and I will get there another day
you can come with me,
no conditions or fares
somehow, somewhere,
I will find it before I expire,
cause I've got the desire
