I´m going to a town that has already been burnt down I´m going to a place that has already been disgraced I´m gonna see some folks who have already been let down
I´m so tired of America
I´m gonna make it up for all of The Sunday Times I´m gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymes They never really seem to want to tell the truth I´m so tired of you, America
Making my own way home, ain´t gonna be alone I´ve got a life to lead, America I´ve got a life to lead
Tell me, do you really think you go to hell for having loved? Tell me, enough of thinking everything that you´ve done is good I really need to know, after soaking the body of Jesus Christ in blood
I´m so tired of America
I really need to know I may just never see you again, or might as well You took advantage of a world that loved you well I´m going to a town that has already been burnt down I´m so tired of you, America
Making my own way home, ain´t gonna be alone I´ve got a life to lead, America I´ve got a life to lead I got a soul to feed I got a dream to heed And that´s all I need
Making my own way home, ain´t gonna be alone I´m going to a town