back and see the damage done Shoot straight into the horizon, the streets of America Shoot straight into the horizon, the streets of America
disarray a spreading network of broken dreams searching for a thoroughfare to take us away just a little tale from the streets of America (say a little
Übersetzung: Bad Religion. The Streets Of America.
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 (say a
build your own Don't wind up like your old dad Still searching for them glory days he never had So many bad want to scheme for American dream, no more
and my hair as reflected in the mirror Reveal a street kid named, Desire I didn't give a damn because I was just dyin' to be And as the Hollywood street
pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills Or is it the mindstate that's ill? Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build Over money and religion
, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills Or is it the mindstate that's ill? Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build Over money and religion
? Pesos, Francs, Yens Cowrie Shells, Dollar bills or is it the mind state that's ill? Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build Over money and religion
and build your own Don't wind up like your old dad Still searching for them glory days he never had So many bad want to scheme for American dream, no
yo, we averages Twenty one years from the graves, back to baby carriages The same hypocrites screaming pro-life and marriages Be using religion to justify our savageness 'How bad
