Lyrics

Christmas in America The kids are asleep Dreaming dreams of America Where life is cheap This restless shifting earth is gonna suck you in one day, little baby Come looking for the angels, but they've all flown away And you can have, you can have fine clothes Take you where you wanna go go go And you can own a real fine home Drowning in suburbia, you're gone Freeway killers and lost souls Gang war in the barrio Child whores of the golden state Dying slowly on a piece of tape Utopia can't wait Just look away, look away It's late in the day For all these cars of gunmetal grey and gold Driving home before they get old Just look away, look away Decline and fall Decline and fall Decline and fall Decline and fall Well I'm the king of Beverly Hills And I don't suffer no ills She's my queen, the blondest girl you've ever seen Yeah, she's the one who needs the pills Perfect woman, perfect wife Smiles under the surgeon's knife And she can have, she can have fine clothes Take her where she wants to go go go And she can own a real fine home Drowning in suburbia, she's gone And you can have, you can have fine clothes Take you where you wanna go go go And you can own a real fine home Drowning in suburbia, you're gone All the palm trees and the ocean breeze Eat all the food that you can eat Keep all the things that you can keep That you will never need Decline and fall Decline and fall Decline and fall Decline and fall Decline and fall Decline and fall Decline and fall, you can have it all Decline and fall Decline and fall