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There's something in the water, something sick in the blood and the oilHere's the white chicken grinning, here's the serpent in a horrible coilDon't be scared by the stared of the peasants on the subway carBecause the way things seem in a dream is just the way that they areAnd I can feel God taking his eyes off you, you were born for American soilEvery race has its place, every nation fights for species survivalI'm a Jew through and through and I'm about to write you a BibleNow let me take your hand and show you through the twisted hallways of the house of songWe got the magazine wallpaper and a million dollar bills on the lawnAnd you can feel God taking his eyes off us, we were born for American soil, ah ah...You don't have to be clever to detect a big American sadnessWhen the population rules every man has a hand in the madnessThere's a dead grove of trees you can visit on the outside of townAnd there's a desolate dust inside the cemetery settling downAnd I can feel God taking his eyes off us, we were born for American soilNow we have seen every baby has to have some kind of mother and fatherBut the child's gone wild and the piece has got away from the authorIf freedom isn't free all the bills must just be lost in the mailBecause the highways are on fire and the serpent is now eating its tailAnd you can feel God taking his eyes off us, we were born for American soil From Letras Mania