American Dreams

I say no to war, you say no to war,And we go to war againBut the truth of the matter is -It stinks like the shit that you are.You've freedom to sell, you poisonedThe well from heaven to hell and thenYou wonder why you can't fuckin thinkFor yourself anymore.The end - does it justify the means?Angst and disgust - american dreams.I hate it myself - it's not what it seems to be.I distrust american dreamsYour bringin me down, and bringin me down,And bringin me down againTo the lows that were never everReached or dreamed of beforeWith weapons at bay, we're facing the day,Embracing the cause for dissentThen we'll justify our resolve well after the war.The end - does it justify the means?Angst and disgust - american dreams.I hate it myself - it's not what it seems to be.I distrust american dreamsAmerican dreams!