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American Dream

(Jim Melko)

 

 

There's three little girls

In a family of four

All abandoned by four different daddies

There will soon be another one

Born to a mother strung out

Just a teenage crack addict

And the boys roam the street

Some are packing their heat

Little men who will never get older

Never finishing school

'Cause they're already cool

As a corpse on a slab getting colder

 

Chorus

Well, it's just an American dream

Where crazy makes sense

And you can't feel a thing

Where nothing's as real as it seems

Politicians and fools

Are the only ones who

Won’t wake up to American dreams

 

There's his home with his family

But he is damned if he

Can get the doorknob to turn

He can hear his wife saying

That dinner is waiting

But his cries are too faint to be heard

Then the cold rain awakens him

He opens his eyes and then

Sweeps the wet cardboard away

And he shakes off the nightmare

And starts the next one where

Just living is too much to take

 

Repeat chorus

 

And we earn bigger mortgages

Agree that the poor are just

Trapped in a system

And bound to be victims forever

And we spend what we save

And we hope that someday

That our children will all have it better