Going To A Town
I'm going to a town that has already been burnt downI'm going to a place that has already been disgracedI'm gonna see some folks who have already been let downI'm so tired of America
I'm gonna make it up for all of The Sunday TimesI'm gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymesThey never really seem to want to tell the truthI'm so tired of you, America
Making my own way home, ain't gonna be aloneI've got a life to lead, AmericaI'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 goodI really need to know, after soaking the body of Jesus Christ in bloodI'm so tired of America
I really need to knowI may just never see you again, or might as wellYou took advantage of a world that loved you wellI'm going to a town that has already been burnt downI'm so tired of you, America
Making my own way home, ain't gonna be aloneI've got a life to lead, AmericaI've got a life to leadI got a soul to feedI got a dream to heedAnd that's all I need
Making my own way home, ain't gonna be aloneI'm going to a townThat has already been burnt down