I made my home in
a ten-ton bomb
And I was so happy with
twenty-eight years
of free fallin'
Ah but now it's all
guts and I'm bawlin'
She was born in
a tenement walk-up
With shit for nerves
you know she never
learned to talk
to adults
She said
everything's
easier in here
Like the dancer
with bruises
who gathers the cash
When the music is through
no she don't look back
I've come to look for
America too
All I ever wanted
was a spot
in the mountains
With an A-frame
cabin and nobody
counting our days
Or cursing or
praising our name
But the best we could
do is to enter the void
Like a wide-eyed child
waking up to the noise
of East Harlem
Don't they see that
we're starving
Like the dancer
with bruises
who gathers the cash
When the music is through
no she don't look back
I've come to look
for America too
And we stole the car on
the fourth of July
I pawned my guitar
and we drove
through the night
I've come to look for
America too
I've come to look
for America too
I've come to look
for America too
Like the dancer
with bruises
who gathers the cash
When the music is through
no she don't look back
I've come to look for
America too
And we stole the car on
the fourth of July
I pawned my guitar and
we drove through the night
I've come to look for
America too
I've come to look for
America too
I've come to look for
America too