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Cold, Dark, American Dreams letra

There’s a little bit of villain in everyone that's what I learned today
Don't let no-one gun down your fun act
A fool break a rule everyday
I ain't here to sit on a conveyer belt towards the jaws of some death machine, I'm gonna sing my song
Not gonna follow along into a cold, dark, american dream
No, no; cold, dark, american dreams.

The world is my school not some concrete box
Full of tied up suited folks
Saying this is what it is and how it has to be
I told you son one and one just don't make three

What is a law philosophically I asked the judge when they hit me for indecency, why can't I piss where I want I didn't hurt no one, saved some God-damn water for your flush-a-tron
You won't believe the things I've seen walked a thousand miles to find a land of green and then the black-coat man in his limousine turns the colors grey and builds a factory

For what do you think man you can never say for building more guns or artificial sun rays for the days
When we've sucked all the sun-light dry
For following a life of buy, buy, buy, oh no
There are gypsies in the river sailing on a moon sliver
Just waiting for the judgment day
They count the passers by while the time
Just flies and they sing about the good old days

This is what I say about your good old days mine
Is better then good in so many ways
And they never get old and they never will
I'll be dancing like a devil till my heart stands still
And I'll search for buried treasure in every town
Play the whiskey neck bottle till the sun comes round
And when it rises and shines or falls back down
I'll see the shadows on the mountains of the lands unfound

Four black vultures on the street-light
Sit just laughing bout the war and politics
They said, these funny creatures
They got it all wrong well it won't be long
Before they all are gone, oh no
The native chief said interconnectedness has been crushed under the bus of awarelessness,
The web has been cut and were all going down gonna take a revolution to bring us around.

But if we grab the strands up one by one
Tie them back together so they can't come undone
And then we take our eyes from the blue-light screen
And wake up from these cold, dark, american dreams
And you'll never know it's gone until it's all gone wrong we'll be regretting these american dreams, oh yeah, we'll be regretting these dark, cold-hearts, we’ll be forgetting about american dreams, oh yeah, we'll be regretting these american dreams

Jonah Tolchin - Letras

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