Lyrics
On the lonely end of history
Swinging and swaying to the murder mystery
Rhyme and reason fled the crime scene
New penthouses next to tents in the streets (Oh ooh wah ah oh)
(Oh ooh woah oh oh)
(Oh ooh wah ah oh)
(Oh ooh woah oh oh)
Well how do I steer my early thirties
Before I shipwreck, before I'm forty
Ain't it a shame what we ignore
What kind of monsters did our parents vote for (Oh ooh wah ah oh)
(Oh ooh woah oh oh)
(Oh ooh wah ah oh)
(Oh ooh woah oh oh)
Cause lately I feel like I'm in puppet Vichy, France
Teaching the devil to dance
To sing along's of siren songs
To "Ooh's", to "Ahh's", to big applause
With all of my anger I scream and shout
America I love you, but you're freaking me out
I was drivin' through the bible belt
Billboard's claiming how Jesus felt
How his words confuse themselves
With cranks for Christians, in powerful positions
Whose asses are they kissin'?
'Cause I've always felt like all the pomp and circumstance
Is cover for the devil to dance
To sing along's of siren songs
To "Ooh's", to "Ahh's", to big applause
With all my anger, I scream and shout
America I love you, but you're freaking me out
America I love you, but you're freaking me out
America I love you, but you're freaking me out
Writer(s): Joseph Godino, Eric Joseph Keen, Thomas F. May, Greg Barnett
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