American Dream - The Parlor Mob

The times are changing and there’s nowhere to run

Now will answer to the things that were done

In the night, we’ll know just who to send

The dogs are howling from the edge of the rain

Where someone said they had the right to complain

So they’ll beg or they’ll burn or they’ll band

How that everything that glitters is gold

Down in the middle where we’re bought or we’re sold

Give me what I need not what I owe

The place I live is just a hole in the a wall

As for possession, I keep nothing at all

I woke up sick from my American dream

That’s enough, not for us

Our hearts are racing, we don’t know who to trust

That’s enough, not for us

Our hearts are racing, we don’t know who to trust

Not my American dream

The birds are flying and the kids are in jail

While I’m here waiting for my ship to sail

In the north, we’ll be just as we were

The cars are screaming and the street lights explode

If I was you, I’d stay the hell of the road

If your time to you is not your course

Oh my goodness, oh my woman in white

My eyes are fixed beyond the ghost in the right

I don’t need the stars, I know their name

I’m feeling nervous with no way to relax

I guess I find it hard to face the facts

I fell down drunk with my American dream