Decemberists (The)
America Made Me
America made me, of brick and coal and rubber
America made me, a camp and coy [?] little kickabout
And look at me now
Aluminum paved me
I was primped and poised and shit out
Antediluvian lady
You won’t get far in a knockabout
With your keeling around
America made me, America saved me from myself
And all these wishers-well
America prayed me
Allayed, a-lulled me to my knees
And give me something sweet
Maybe something that will get me back to sleep
They told me to line up
They said “Keep your mind out of the gutter
Or it’s likely you’ll wind up in some dark hole all a-mutter about
All the ways you’ve been wronged”
So America, heal me
Come kick my door off the hinges
Swap me out for a real me
One that’s not always going on about
How he’ll never belong
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America made me
So America, save me from myself
You long to, I can tell
Abuse and abrade me
I’m begging you on my hands and knees
Just give me something soft and sweet
Maybe something that won’t keep me from my sleep
Oh no, give me something to sleep
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From Letras Mania