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About "America Where Are You"
America Where Are You

The poor get poorer, the rich get sicker
The poor have nothing, the rich want more
Always a good reason
To start a war

This war is more than a decade old
But who dreams of peace
When everyone wants a piece?

Who can stop this madness
When everyone is mad
And God tells them to do it, yeah
I wish I hadn’t been had
I wish I hadn’t been had

No, not me
I don’t listen to the news
And perpetual blanket threats
I live in denial and regret

I’m just as much at fault
As the world is
As America is

Who can stop this madness
When everyone is mad
And God tells them to do it, yeah
I wish I hadn’t been had
I wish I hadn’t been had

America, where are you?
America, where are you?
I dream of peace,
but I don’t do anything

This is no song
This is just regret
There are no more anthems
(At least not yet)

We believe in freedom,
but only for ourselves
We believe in freedom,
but for no one else
but for no one else

America, I don’t believe in you, anymore
I don’t know where you are?
America, where are you?
(maybe I’ll find myself, too)
(maybe I’ll find myself, too)

America, I don’t believe in you, anymore
I don’t know where you are?
America, where are you?
(maybe I’ll find myself, too)
(maybe I’ll find myself, too)

America, where are you?
America, where are you?