history doesn´t make something right
consensus is not a fact-based exercise
you´re tied and bound to this self-indulgent enterprise
we call America

a brush with a star, a token of love
a name in the sand, enough is enough
a diet of air, a face on the net
a fish in your palm, your television set

once you convince yourself
the universe falls into place
you´ve got your ideas
and your posse of friends
you all make up rules
and the fun never ends

but still there´s a problem, leaves you gasping for air
you look for some meaning, blank smiles are all that´s there
and still water stales a soft summer breeze

you cling to your hopes while you drop to your knees
there´s no substance!(2x)

once you convince yourself
the universe falls into place
you´ve got your ideas
and your posse of friends
you all make up rules
and the fun never ends

but still there´s a problem, leaves you gasping for air
you look for some meaning, blank smiles are all that´s there
and still water stales a soft summer breeze
you cling to your hopes while you drop to your knees

there´s no substance!(2x)