America

Is it love you’re after? A sign of the flood or one more disaster Don’t do to me what you did to America Don’t do to me what you did to America I have loved you, I have grieved I’m ashamed to admit I no longer believe I have loved you, I received I have traded my life For a picture of the scenery Don’t do to me what you did to America Don’t do to me what you did to America I give it all up in laughter The sign of the cross awaiting disaster The dove flew to me like a vision of paranoia The dove flew to me like a vision of paranoia I have loved you like a dream I have kissed your lips like a Judas in heat I have worshiped, I believed I have broke your bread for a splendor of machinery Don’t look at me like I’m acting hysterical Don’t look at me like I’m acting hysterical I have worshipped, I have cried I have put my hands in the wounds on your side I have tasted of your blood I have choked on the waters, I abated the flood I am broken, I am beat But I will find my way like a Judas in heat I am fortune, I am free I’m like a fever of light in the land of opportunity Don’t do to me what you did to America (Don’t do to me what you do to yourself) Don’t do to me what you did to America (Don’t do to me what you do to yourself) Don’t do to me what you did to America (Don’t do to me what you do to yourself) Don’t do to me what you did to America (Don’t do to me what you do to yourself) Don’t do to me what you did to America Don’t do to me what you did to America Don’t do to me what you did to America Don’t do to me what you did to America