https://sites.google.com/site/chaosreactor/category5/PaxAmericana.mp3?attredirects=0&d=1
I believe in amber waves of grain alcohol
the blood of America
Oh say can you see shes the one
Shes the belle of the ball
in low cut taffeta
We talk big
We move slow
recycle our flags of rebellion
get rich quick
and cut low
selling off a piece of America
theres no peace in America
Threadbare is the fabric we weave
white stars, blue chips
red patent leather
I declare, I secede from the cause
that so proudly we hailed
birds of a feather
They unchained liberty, yeah shes free for the night
be home by curfew
Well be brave, well be brazen, till dawns early light
makes us silent as statues
Out of sync with our fathers before
the ones we replaced, the ones who abandoned us
Laying waste to a legacy we havent claimed
the crux of America
Out of sync with our fathers before
the ones we replaced, the ones who abandoned us
Laying waste to a legacy we havent claimed
the crux of America
I believe in amber waves of grain alcohol
the blood of America
Oh say can you see shes the one
Shes the belle of the ball
in low cut taffeta
We talk big
We move slow
recycle our flags of rebellion
get rich quick
and cut low
selling off a piece of America
theres no peace in America
Threadbare is the fabric we weave
white stars, blue chips
red patent leather
I declare, I secede from the cause
that so proudly we hailed
birds of a feather
They unchained liberty, yeah shes free for the night
be home by curfew
Well be brave, well be brazen, till dawns early light
makes us silent as statues
Out of sync with our fathers before
the ones we replaced, the ones who abandoned us
Laying waste to a legacy we havent claimed
the crux of America
Out of sync with our fathers before
the ones we replaced, the ones who abandoned us
Laying waste to a legacy we havent claimed
the crux of America