First Born Son
Jason Cruz and Howl & Strung Out
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Somewhere in the sky past the light of the sun
There's a hole that's swallowing you
America, your angels have all gone away
Your love, we never knew your ghetto
In the view, your lonely face in the crowd
With bombs that ache for machines to bring you home again
And hearts we sold to pay for someone else's war again
Live like the only thing you've got to show
Are your expensive ways to the grave
So dance with me to remember who we are again
'Cause the war's a revolution
Just a new way to blow it all again
Somewhere in the middle I found my way out
Somethin' like a brand new independence day
Where the hell is cheap and freedom is a laughing song
Gonna take it to the river, gonna wash my sins
I'm the first born son of this mess we're in
Hallelujah, at the end of the world tonight
Marylin, before you die, sing a lullaby
About the company of men
As the walls you keep come scratching for their feet again
Though we said hello to hell so the country can believe again
'Cause you never own what you've seen, you're gone and sold again
Now it's you and me and the devil to sing this song
About everything that we've done wrong
Somewhere in the middle I found my way out
Somethin' like a brand new independence day
Where the hell is cheap and freedom is a laughing song
Gonna take it to the river, gonna wash my sins
I'm the first born son of this mess we're in
Hallelujah, at the end of the world tonight
Somewhere in the sky past the light of the sun
There's a hole that's swallowing you