Тексты песни «In America»

A place we could live, you know of it It's a rockin' place, you all show it If you want some fun, well, come right over It's a place to be, we all know that We just want to tell you about it So you don't miss out...

Well the eagle's been flying slow and the flag's been flying low And a lot of people are saying that America's fixing to fall But speaking just for me and some people from Tennessee we got a thing or two to tell you...

We'll the eagle's been flying slow and the flag's been flying low And a lot of people's saying that America's fixing to fall But speaking just for me and some people from Tennessee We got a thing or two to tell you...

Only in America we're slaves to be free Only in America we kill the unborn to make ends meet Only in America sexuality is democracy Only in America we stamp our god "In God We Trust" (chorus) What is right or wrong...

Better not to look back Or should we dust off our journals Step deep to the feedback for the new day Like the distortion has things to say Is it better to ignore it That these bomb shelters are built of sand...

The fastest runner sets the pace, in America. Then watch his money win the race, in America. And they put greatness in your head, in America. Then beat you blue and red, just like America! They're gonna put you in...

I grew up, here in America Where good people worked hard And everyone got along I thought things were fine, here in America But I was wrong It seems it's all black and white, here in America Either the color of money,...

Well the eagle's been flyin' slow And the flag's been flyin' low And a lot of people sayin' That America's fixin' to fall Well speakin' just for me And some people from Tennessee We've got a thing or two to tell you...

Got a one way ticket down a 2 way street Got the wind in my hair and there's dust on my feet I'm just trying to make it in America Only thing to my name is an old t-shirt Faded 1985 from a stones concert And I'm dying...

I grew up, here in America Where good people worked hard And everyone got along I thought things were fine, here in America But I was wrong It seems it's all black and white, here in America Either the color of money,...