Back In The USA

Back In The USA
I woke up to a bitter storm (bitter year)
And Noah's Ark came washed up on the shore
The riot gear has lined the dawn (bitter year)
Like dogs that shit on your neighbor's lawn
Let freedom ring with all the crazies on parade
Let them eat poison and it tastes like lemonade

Back in the USA for a small town serenade
With fireworks on display
Tonight, it's a hero's welcome home
And there's no place else to go
And I'm takin' it to the grave
Back in the USA
The saddest story ever told (bitter year)
Is feeling safe in our suburban homes
Like soldiers of an endless war (bitter year)
And every church can have a liquor store
Let freedom ring with all the crazies on parade
Let them eat poison and it tastes like lemonade
Back in the USA for a small town serenade
With fireworks on display
Tonight, it's a hero's welcome home
And there's no place else to go
And I'm takin' it to the grave
Back in the USA
Despierto en medio de una tormenta amarga y el arca de Noé aparece en la orilla. El amanecer está custodiado por equipos antidisturbios como perros que ensucian el césped del vecino...