Ari Hest - Business Of America текст песни

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?sa jerk

Oh, can I believe in my America
Oh, hard to believe in my America
Oh, that?s the system at work
Everybody?sa jerk
Gotta get the most, all that?s mine, mine, mine
And ignore the ones
Who are left behind