The Streets of America

Album cover art for "The Streets of America" by Bad Religion

Bad Religion - Rock, Punk Rock

The Streets of America

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Lyrics

[Verse 1] Desolate and without purpose Radiating from so many septic sources Forming the fabric of a wayward people Disappearing as the vestiges of our past Scratched like tartan into virgin soil A substrate for progress and disarray A spreading network of broken dreams Searching for a thoroughfare to take us away [Chorus 1] Just a little tale from the streets of America Sparkled promises, paved with pathos and hysteria Trenchant, weary native sons Step back and see the damage done Meander to the horizon The streets of America [Verse 2] Black, tarred concrete, pine for me Lying dormant for you and country Hardened surface, cracked within Catch the sweat from off of the chin Of men and women, senior and child Who look to you and your sterile miles And in their stares is bald dismay For what you fucking promised when you led them astray [Chorus 1] [Bridge] Hard-cracked, daunting, lifeless veins False hope corridors to greener pastures is all that remains [Chorus 2] Say a little prayer for the streets of America Sparkled promises, paved with pathos and hysteria Trenchant, weary native sons Step back and see the damage done Shoot straight into the horizon The streets of America

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Credits

Writers
  • Greg Graffin
  • Brian Baker