Johnny Mainstream

We, The Huddled Masses
I sat down here a long, long time ago and listen to faces of people I see take my eyes and make me strong again I am you and you are me and we can make believe that we can be alive again in the roots of the trees I was born far far away from here in bottles and nylon that line my bedroom floor a liar's greed, a church man's creed simple's not simple like heart used to be so take me back to that old wood where we'd laugh and play when the world was still good because that backyard never felt so far away from me we were kings, we were soldiers on the blacktop tonight and now it seems that we've left there forever please don't let me fall from grace O Captain, My Captain this compass is cracked the stars keep on spinning, I can't find my way back Songtextebut I can tell you this said the shotgun to the head the side that's got more bullets is the side that's gonna win So soldier keep loading those kids into the ship drapped in stars and stripes, we'll pretend we give a shit and keep droning away with our own wasted time to stumble to the bars so I can drink myself blind while the television sells me things that I don't need but we keep buying anyway and act like we're free and though Jesus was a carpenter we nailed to a cross they serve me salvation in their jewel incrested glass we're cataloged good friend won't you sit here awhile with me brother, don't you get too far good friend won't you whisper secrets to me brother, always stay free Aus Songtexte Mania