Lyrics

[Verse 1] Good morning, America, don't stand close to me The fires in the cellar and the sails have caught the breeze They promised you a river, they promised you a flood We ain't got no bullets but we're still aiming the gun [Verse 2] Good morning, America, don't touch anything Mama's pearls and Grandma's furs are locked up in the safe We were plaid in fever when they promised you the sun Now we're headed west 'cause our feet are caked in mud [Verse 3] Good morning, America, let me see your hands Keep 'em where I see 'em and slowly walk the path They promised you a reason, they promised you the world But it's hard to get a word in when a knee's upon your throat [Verse 4] Hey Mama, can you hear the coming of the breeze? The devil's in the details or so it seems to be They promised you a garden, they promised you some roots Hold me in your armchair and gimme a little truth [Verse 5] Good morning, America, do you remember me? The truck is in the carpark and the rent is hard to meet They promised you a ribbon, they promised you a cure But when the wind ain't blowing, baby, it's time for us to go [Verse 6] The rebels stormed the White House, they were baited on the word Climbing walls and walking halls, the same I walked with Mels The building was indifferent and it opened up the door "Come in," they said, "I'll give ya shelter from the storm" Shelter from the storm [Verse 7] They promised you a river and they promised you a flood We ain't got no bullets, but we're still aiming the gun