America bleeds the tears of a clown
Seeing stars behind bars
We're in too deep
Built up torn down
Seeing stars behind bars
American blue blooded bleeding red
Seeing stars behind bars
Lose your mind before you lose your head
Seeing stars behind bars
Making money, making money
Making money, making money
Making money, making money's for the birds
If it wasn't for making money
We'd be making love not war
Honey, fuck what you heard
I don't want them digging up my grave baby
I don't want 'em writing on my stone
America bleeds the tears of a clown
Seeing stars behind bars
From Bible belt to Tinseltown
Seeing stars behind bars
American shoes wear foreign tread
Seeing stars behind bars
Lose your mind before you lose your head
Seeing stars behind bars
Making money, making money
Making money, making money
Making money, making money's for the birds
If it wasn't for making money
We'd be making love not war
Honey, fuck what you heard
I don't want them digging up my grave baby
I don't want 'em writing on my stone
Let 'em burn me at the stake don't save me
You be Jesus, I'll be Joan
Seeing stars behind bars
We're in too deep
Built up torn down
Seeing stars behind bars
American blue blooded bleeding red
Seeing stars behind bars
Lose your mind before you lose your head
Seeing stars behind bars
Making money, making money
Making money, making money
Making money, making money's for the birds
If it wasn't for making money
We'd be making love not war
Honey, fuck what you heard
I don't want them digging up my grave baby
I don't want 'em writing on my stone
America bleeds the tears of a clown
Seeing stars behind bars
From Bible belt to Tinseltown
Seeing stars behind bars
American shoes wear foreign tread
Seeing stars behind bars
Lose your mind before you lose your head
Seeing stars behind bars
Making money, making money
Making money, making money
Making money, making money's for the birds
If it wasn't for making money
We'd be making love not war
Honey, fuck what you heard
I don't want them digging up my grave baby
I don't want 'em writing on my stone
Let 'em burn me at the stake don't save me
You be Jesus, I'll be Joan
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Album: The Night Machines
Le lacrime del Clown sono quelle degli Stati Uniti a vedere la loro bandiera ridotta a stelle dietro le sbarre. Il video è costruito a partire da un video di propaganda prodotto nel 1975 in occasione dei duecento anni della Rivoluzione Americana.