The Streets Of America Lyrics - The Gray Race - Bad Religion

Desolate and without purpose 

Radiating from so many septic sources 

Forming the fabric of a wayward people 

Disappearing as the vestiges of our past 

Scratched like tartan into virgin soil 

A substrate for progress and disarray 

A spreading network of broken dreams 

Searching for a thoroughfare to take us away 

Just a little tale from the streets of America 

Sparkled promises paved with pathos and hysteria 

Trenchant, weary native sons 

Step back and see the damage done 

Meander to the horizon 

The streets of America 

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Black, tarred concrete pine for me 

Lying dormant for you and your country 

Hardened surface, cracked within 

Catch the sweat from off the chin 

Of men and women, senior and child 

Who look to you and your sterile miles 

And in their stares is bald dismay 

For what you fucking promised went and led them astray 

Just another tale from the streets of America 

Sparkled promises paved with pathos and hysteria 

Trenchant, weary native sons 

Step back and see the damage done 

Meander to the horizon 

The streets of America 

Hard-cracked, daunting, lifeless veins 

False hope corridors to greener pastures 

Is all that remains 

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Say a little prayer for the streets of America 

Sparkled promises paved with pathos and hysteria 

Trenchant, weary native sons 

Step back and see the damage done 

Shoot straight up to the horizon 

The streets of America 

Shoot straight up to the horizon 

The streets of America