Ezra Furman - American Soil

There's something in the water,
something sick in the blood and the oil
Here's the white chicken grinning,
here's the serpent in a horrible coil
Don't be scared by the stared
of the peasants on the subway car
Because the way things seem in a dream
is just the way that they are
And I can feel God taking his eyes off you,
you were born for American soil

Every race has its place,
every nation fights for species survival
I'm a Jew through and through
and I'm about to write you a Bible
Now let me take your hand and show you
through the twisted hallways of the house of song
We got the magazine wallpaper
and a million dollar bills on the lawn
And you can feel God taking his eyes off us,
we were born for American soil, ah ah...

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You don't have to be clever
to detect a big American sadness
When the population rules
every man has a hand in the madness
There's a dead grove of trees
you can visit on the outside of town
And there's a desolate dust
inside the cemetery settling down
And I can feel God taking his eyes off us,
we were born for American soil, ah ah...

Now we have seen every baby
has to have some kind of mother and father
But the child's gone wild
and the piece has got away from the author
If freedom isn't free
all the bills must just be lost in the mail
Because the highways are on fire
and the serpent is now eating its tail
And you can feel God taking his eyes off us,
we were born for American soil, ah ah...