Lyrics

The wind still blows God knows how many people are buying tuxedos People still washin' cars Could this be a country at war? Leaves turn green, the fever breaks Leaders never confess their hate Even alone under the stars Could this be a country at war? Could this be a country at war? Spit still hits the sidewalk Someone still irons his ties People still hardly wait in bars Could this be a country at war? Could this be a country at war? Could this be a country at war? I try to love this country, but it's turned its back On its sick and hungry, its tired and poor This must be a country at war This must be a country at war Freeway palm trees blazing, TV stations pick up ratings People out looting stores This must be a country at war This must be a country at war This must be a country at war