There's a crack in the hull Where the penitents used to live There's a crack in the hull Where the penitents used to live And we can make it right if
Do you mind if I ask you a question? Do you mind if I swear not to hurt you? Do you mind if I don't piss on your bed? Do you mind? Do you mind? Do you
Jainy sells for three dimes a night Morning helps her find her way blind And I love her more than I can tell, yeah Heaven help me now Seems I found to
America, the land of freedom Still the home of the brave So raise the banner called Old Glory Let us join our fellow man History will write the story America
I don't wanna live in a world without melody Sometimes a rhythmic din of society is too much for me But purpose is prioritized These days the goal is
Come on! It could happen to you A defect From the wasted outskirts of Los Angeles With a crumpled up pass for the R.D.D. And no authority or trajectory
You were the one You were my everything Never apart No one in between Then one day When you went your own way You felt justified And I was mortified
(We don't need) Any more mountains Because the trail builders Failed to give us passage there So we can't reach the sky (We don't need) Any more failure
Well, it was punk fifteen in the mornin' 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
All right, click me, click me All right, click me here All right, click me, click me here Click on me Click me, click me here I love my computer you
Let your mind wander look beyond the shadows Focus on the skyline read the silhouettes Your deepest desires are a picture of tomorrow All your darkest
throng Who want a brighter destiny And say with me We are the new America This is the new America We are the new America This is the new America Let'
Oh me, oh my Oh me, oh my Oh me, oh my Get out of your 1950's fantasy Your face shines with misery transparently Spew out that sobering Half assed victim
Shut your eyes See the future's distant shore March ahead More enlightened than before And there's sure to be bumps And distractions But I know we'll
back and see the damage done Shoot straight into the horizon, the streets of America Shoot straight into the horizon, the streets of America
All those stories that my dad told me They are just a whisper in time All those things that never came to be They are just a whisper in time A whisper
We believe in a drug free America A drug free America for me That's the way we believe in The way that it should be Drug free America for me Like in
Remember when America had a middle class And an upper class, that was way before the exodus That was the America that we thought was number one, Thought