Bye American Lyrics

Bye American lyrics

Who pumps your gas, cooks your meals, works your fields 

Builds your skyscrapers, prints your newspapers, it's your next door neighbors


In the ghetto city, gated community, 

In the hills of Appalachia or Beverly 

Metropolitan, charlatan, American 

Words don't mean shit and souls wear too thin 



My faith is lost from the burning cross 

To the "American owned and operated" swastika 

There's no pursuit of happiness in a land that's void of love 

Why should God bless America? 



Who cleans your gutter and your sewer 

And is gonna die sooner 

Working fingers to the bone 

Than in an office on the phone 

Underestimated 

Overlooked too long 

Don't tell me nothing's wrong 

It seems like all the good is gone 

Who stokes the factory fires 

Gets nothing to retire 

75 and standing on a greasy fryer 

Metropolitan, charlatan, American 

Words don't mean shit and souls wear too thin 



My faith is lost from the steeple to the cross 

To the satellite evangelical thug 

There's no concern for selflessness, just smother push and shove 

Why should God bless America? 



I'm a citizen of the world that was made 

The maker's marks of soul on me they get over the shame 

Oh mercy all my ways