Pissing in American Standards Between khakied men and truckers An army of unwed mothers behind the counters I was thinking on a third world war Not knowing what I came back for I would leave if I could find a door But there is no way out, no way out anymore Sleeping through American Dreams Spending my money on gasoline Rest on alcohol and caffein It all sounded cooler on TV Then I was saved by a song in the eastern air Saved by a song and I don't know where it's from Man it could be anywhere and I don't care if I'm wrong And I was saved by a song in the eastern sky Saved by a song and I don't know why I waited for so long to try to fly away Tumbleweeds made of trash Getting bigger while they're rolling past You know it was never built to last Now we're nostalgic looking back On a highway in the sun On a game that we always won It's a shame knowing that it's done But wouldn't it be harder if it just went on and on and on Saved but only for a moment Cause as with every happy end It can not mean that the story is really over Saved by a song in the eastern air Saved by a song and I don't know where it's from Man it could be anywhere and I don't care if I'm wrong And I was saved by a song in the eastern sky Saved by a song and I don't know why I waited for so long to try to fly awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
