Из альбома: Full Upright Position
I can hear this country cryin'
Three hundred million tears
For some Super Bowl commercial
That’s gonna banish all its fears
My TV spews fake emotions
So saccharine I could choke
They call this entertainment
This drama is a joke
Yeah, this damn nation is a sentimental fool
Who’s weepin' while there’s work to do Yeah, this damn nation, aw, ya know I do adore
I’m just lookin' for a little more
We got greeting-card emotion
'Cause we can’t express ourselves
I won’t tell you to your face
But I’ll call you on my cell
We got bumper sticker potshots
And we hide behind our screens
You can say anything you want
Just don’t talk to me Yeah, this damn nation is a spoiled little child
Selfish, unrepentant, and wild
Yeah, this damn nation, oh, ya know I do adore
I’m just lookin' for a little more
Yeah, this damnation, this indictment is a prayer
And in my mind no flags are burned
But «American popular culture,» my friend
Is a contradiction in terms
We got twelve-year-olds conditioned
Sex and violence every day
We got kids thinkin' they’re freaks
'Cause they’re not getting laid
And don’t talk about the airwaves
'Cause I can’t hold back the tears
All the bands that could save your life
You will never hear
Yeah, this damn nation, it leaves me so uninspired
Disappointed, sad, and tired
Yeah, this damn nation, oh, ya know I do adore
I’m just lookin' for a little more
Yeah, this damnation, this indictment is a prayer
And my country, 'tis of thee I sing
And American popular culture can’t be dead
'Cause there is no such thing