I'm going to a town
that has already been
burnt down
I'm going to a place
that has already been
disgraced
I'm gonna see
some folks who have
already
been let down
I'm so tired of
America
I'm gonna make it up
for all of The Sunday
Times
I'm gonna make it up
for all of the nursery
rhymes
They never really seem
to want to tell the truth
I'm so tired of you,
America
Making my own
way home
Ain't gonna be alone
I've got a life to lead,
America
I've got a life to lead
Tell me,
do you really think
you go to hell for
having loved?
Tell me,
enough of thinking
everything that you've
done is good
I really need to know
After soaking the body
of Jesus Christ in blood
I'm so tired of America
I really need to know
I may just never see
you again, or might
as well
You took advantage of
a world that loved you
well
I'm going to a town
that has already been
burnt down
I'm so tired of you,
America
Making my own
way home
Ain't gonna be alone
I've got a life to lead,
America
I've got a life to lead
I got a soul to feed
I got a dream to heed
And that's all I need
Making my own
way home
Ain't gonna be alone
I'm going to a town
That has already been
burnt down