Faith is a victim of circumstance In this shallow age It doesn?t stand a chance
Just when you think that it can?t get worse They will twist your words So they sound perverse Oh, can I believe in my America? Oh, in the business of America
Gather up the goods like a good robot It isn?t what you are It is what you got
Pay no attention to the dying man If he ain?t got cash We won?t lend a hand
Oh, can I believe in my America Oh, in the business of America Oh, that?s the system at work Everybody is a jerk
Oh, can I believe in my America Oh, hard to believe in my America Oh, that?s the system at work Everybody?s a jerk Gotta get the most, all that?s mine, mine, mine And ignore the ones Who are left behind
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